Billie Eilish

MindMind Sittin’ all aloneMouth full of gumIn the drivewayMy friends aren’t farIn the back of my carLay their bodies Where’s my mind?Where’s my mind? They’ll be here pretty soonLookin’ through my room for the moneyI’m ادامه مطلب

My Invisalign has funnyI have taken out my InvisalignI have taken out my Invisalign, and this is the album White shirt now red, my bloody noseSleepin’, you’re on your tippy-toesCreepin’ around like no one knowsThink ادامه مطلب

Wait a minute, let me finishI know you don’t careBut can you listen?I came committed, guess I overdid itWore my heart out on a chainAround my neck, but now it’s missing, hmm Da-da-da-da-da-da-daDa-da-da-da-da-da-da So I ادامه مطلب

No, Billy, I haven’t done that dance since my wife diedThere’s a whole crowd of people out there who need to learn how to do the Scarn Don’t ask questions you don’t wanna knowLearned my ادامه مطلب

Try not to abuse your powerI know we didn’t choose to changeYou might not wanna lose your powerBut having it’s so strange She said you were a hero, you played the partBut you ruined her ادامه مطلب

I’m not your friend or anything, damnYou think that you’re the manI think, therefore, I amI’m not your friend or anything, damnYou think that you’re the manI think, therefore I am Stop, what the hell ادامه مطلب

Something’s in the- Something’s in the air right nowLike I’m losing track of timeLike I don’t really care right now, but maybe that’s fineYou weren’t even there that dayI was waitin’ on youI wondered if ادامه مطلب

My Lucifer is lonely Standing there, killing timeCan’t commit to anything but a crimePeter’s on vacation, an open invitationAnimals, evidencePearly gates look more like a picket fenceOnce you get inside ’emGot friends but can’t invite ادامه مطلب

[Verse 1]Our time is upYour eyes are shutI won’t get to tell you whatI needed you to knowIt’s dark enoughThe moonlight doesn’t showAnd all my loveCould never bring you home [Chorus]There’s no more stars to ادامه مطلب

Oh-mm I could eat that girl for lunchYeah, she dances on my tongueTastes like she might be the oneAnd I could never get enoughI could buy her so much stuffIt’s a cravin’, not a crush, ادامه مطلب