Billie Eilish —
Bellyache

Acordes de guitarra

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© Acordes transcritos por: Mijaíl Ocheret // el especialista (https://Muzland.es)
± PPS (tempo): ♩ = 100 pulsaciones por minuto

Lyrics and Music by Billie Eilish Pirate Baird O’Connell and Finneas O’Connell

A F#m
Mind,
 C#m
Mind.

Instrumental: A | F#m | C#m | C#m

A
Sitting all alone,
F#m
Mouth full of gum,
       C#m
In the driveway.
   A
My friends aren’t far,
       F#m
In the back of my car
          C#m
Lay their bodies.

              A F#m
   Where’s my mind?
              C#m
   Where’s my mind?

        A
They’ll be here pretty soon,
F#m
Looking through my room
        C#m
For the money.
    A
I’m biting my nails.
        F#m
I’m too young to go to jail.
          C#m
It’s kinda funny.

              A F#m
   Where’s my mind?
              C#m
   Where’s my mind?
              A F#m
   Where’s my mind?
              C#m
   Where’s my mind?

Chorus:
                       A
     Maybe it’s in the gutter
                     F#m
     Where I left my lover.
                      C#m
     What an expensive fate!
                    A
     My V is for Vendetta.
                           F#m
     Thought that I’d feel better,
                          C#m
     But now I got a bellyache.

(Mind.)

A
Everything I do,
    F#m
The way I wear my noose
       C#m
Like a necklace.
  A
I wanna make ‘em scared,
       F#m
Like I could be anywhere,
         C#m
Like I’m reckless.

             A F#m
   I lost my mind.
           C#m
   I don’t mind.
              A F#m
   Where’s my mind?
              C#m
   Where’s my mind?

Chorus:
                       A
     Maybe it’s in the gutter
                     F#m
     Where I left my lover.
                      C#m
     What an expensive fate!
                    A
     My V is for Vendetta.
                           F#m
     Thought that I’d feel better,
                          C#m
     But now I got a bellyache.

      C#m
     (Bellyache, bellyache, bellyache,
      Bellyache, bellyache, bellyache.)

                       A
     Maybe it’s in the gutter
                     F#m
     Where I left my lover.
                      C#m
     What an expensive fate!
                    A
     My V is for Vendetta.
                           F#m
     Thought that I’d feel better,
     But now I got a bellyache.