Writer(s): Billie Eilish O'Connell, Finneas O'Connell
Sitting all alone
Mouth full of gum, In the driveway
My friends aren't far
In the back of my car, lay their bodies
Where's my mind
Where's my mind
They'll be here pretty soon
Looking through room, for the money
I'm bitting my nails
I'm too young to go to jail, It's kinda funny
Where's my mind
Where's my mind
Where's my mind
Where's my mind
Maybe it's in the gutter
Where I left my lover, what an expensive fake
My V is for Vandetta
Thought that I'd feel better, but now I got a bellyache
Everything thing I do
The way I wear my noose, like a necklace
I wanna make em scared
Like I could be anywhere, like I'm reckless
I lost my mind
I don't mind
Where's my mind
Where's my mind
Maybe it's in the gutter
Where I left my lover
What an expensive fake
My V is for Vandetta
Thought that I'd feel better
But now I gotta bellyache
Maybe it's in the gutter
Where I left my lover
What an expensive fake
My V is for Vandetta
Thought that I'd feel better
But now I gotta
