Lyrics Bad Guy Billie Eilish Novels & Stories

XAVIER ROCKWELL I wish I found some better sounds no one's ever heard I wish I had a better voice that sang some better words I wish I found some chords in an order that is new I wish I didn't have to rhyme every time I sang I was told when I get older, all my fears would shrink But now I'm insecure, and I care what people think

Magulang ko sila, pero parang hindi. "Tell me why you're putting pressure on me And everyday you cause me harm That's the reason why I feel so lonely Even though you hold me in your arms Wanna put me in a box of glitter, and I'm just trying to get right out And now you're feeling so, so bitter, because I've let you down"

Sometimes it's best not to recount the horrors you've had to face. You guys don't expect me to tell you what happened after I spilled my drink on Mr. Grumpy's pants but I guess you all have the right to know. The rest of the car ride was eerily quiet and not even the music could break the quietness as the rest of the songs that were playing in the speaker were Billie Elish's album. I love Billie but there's something about the tune of her songs most times that's scary. Like all the good girls go to hell or the bad guy.

He said softly, locking his gaze with mine. “Come on, let’s head out!” Lucas clapped, placing his arms around their shoulders and pushing them out. … I groggily got out of bed after minutes of contemplating whether to go back to bed or to go take a shower. “But l see her… at the back of my mind. All the time…~~ “I sang heartily. A Billie Eilish song called WILDFLOWERS. I so love that album. B I really do see her at the back of my mind. I miss you, Bianca. I miss you, Sophie.

“You know my name. Does saying it stir something in you you're not supposed to feel?” Does it? I don’t know. I didn't understand and I don't want to know. It didn't make sense to me how just uttering it could make my skin prickle and my pulse race. I swallowed hard, my throat dry. “W–What do you want?” “You know what I want.” The words hit like a punch, stealing my breath. Tears stung my eyes, but I blinked them back. “You're a monster. All of you. All of you are nothing but evil.”

“Big bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga Man, Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked It's big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man Birkin bag, Bardi back and all you bitches fucked If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh Up, then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh!” I was past screaming the lyrics at this point, my body was fully loose and just at that moment the song was changed to a totally different song, one that I love still.

As soon as our bodies connected, jolts of electricity ran in my body and I swear if it weren't for Badar's support I would have fallen down. Crazier by Taylor Swift was playing. One of my favorite songs I would say. Soon Badar pulled me closer to him so that both our bodies were glued together and there was no space left between us. Thanks to my six inches heels I was almost the same height as Badar despite my low height. I looked into Badar's eyes and I saw him looking at me with pure love while I got drowned in his deep grey eyes. "*you lift my feet of the ground, spin me around you make me crazier, crazier*

I nod and open the door. "Have a nice day Greg!" "Close the door, Janette! The music's escaping!" That last part was said as a full-on scream and I shut the door while laughing as hard as I could. Fuck, I'm so happy I could cry. I look at my reflection in the elevator on my way down and for once I don't feel I look like trash. I'm still me, but with a slightly better life. By the time I get down, there's a beat humming through everything I can see and touch. It's a Billie Eilish song and the moment it starts, I carry the vibe with me, humming the song and imagining the sultry beat as I walk on the road.

I sang again, louder this time. "Take you to every party, because all you wanted to do was dance." We were singing in unison, and I realized I was blushing. It annoyed me: why the hell was he singing along with me like we were Troy and Gabriella from the high school musical? The melody our voices produced was so beautiful, I must admit. "Now my baby's dancing, but she's dancing with another man." "You listen to Bruno Mars?" he asked. "Du-.. yes, yes, I do." 'Cool'. even more awkward silence. *****************************

Theme song- ocean eyes by Billie Elish I've been watchin' you for some time Can't stop starin' at those ocean eyes Burning cities and napalm skies Fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes Your ocean eyes No fair You really know how to make me cry When you gimme those ocean eyes I'm scared I've never fallen from quite this high Fallin' into your ocean eyes Those ocean eyes I've been walkin' through a world gone blind Can't stop thinkin' of your diamond mind