Billie Eilish —
Bellyache

Acordes de guitarra

• 
• 
• 
• 
  Auto

© 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

D Bm
Mind,
 F#m
Mind.

Instrumental: D | Bm | F#m | F#m

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

              D Bm
   Where’s my mind?
              F#m
   Where’s my mind?

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

              D Bm
   Where’s my mind?
              F#m
   Where’s my mind?
              D Bm
   Where’s my mind?
              F#m
   Where’s my mind?

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

(Mind.)

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

             D Bm
   I lost my mind.
           F#m
   I don’t mind.
              D Bm
   Where’s my mind?
              F#m
   Where’s my mind?

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

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

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