Bellyache

Sittin' 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 Lookin' through my room for the money I'm bitin' 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 fate My V is for Vendetta Thought that I'd feel better But now I got a bellyache Everything I do the way I wear my noose Like a necklace I wanna make 'em scared like I could be anywhere Like I'm wreck-less I lost my mind I don't mind Where's my mind Where's my mind Maybe... Maybe it's in the gutter Where I left my lover What an expensive fake My V is for Vendetta Thought that I'd feel better But now I got a bellyache