"Bellyache" lyrics

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?
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

Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?