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PARTY FAVOR
Billie Eilish


Hey, leave a message

Hey—call me back when you get this
Or when you've got a minute
We really need to talk

Wait—you know what?
Maybe just forget it
'Cause by the time you get this
Your number might be blocked

"Stay," and "blah, blah, blah"
You just want what you can't have
No way, I'll call the cops
If you don't stop, I'll call your dad

And I hate to do this to you on your birthday
Happy birthday, by the way...
"It's not you, it's me" and all that other bullshit
You know that's bullshit
Don't you, babe?
I'm not your party favor

Look—now I know we coulda done it better
But we can't change the weather
When the weather's come and gone

Books don't make sense if you read 'em backwards
You'll single out the wrong words
Like you mishear all my songs

You hear "stay," and "blah, blah, blah"
You just want what you can't have
No way, I'll call the cops
If you don't stop, I'll call your dad

And I hate to do this to you on your birthday
Happy birthday, by the way...
"It's not you, it's me" and all that other bullshit
You know that's bullshit
Don't you, babe?
I'm not your party favor


BILLIE EILISH

With an appetite for the gliding, glassy indie-pop of artists like Aurora and Lana Del Rey and the Distorted Menace of Tyler the Creator and Earl Sweatshirt, Billie Eilish listens to music the way that most watch movies, entirely undefined by genre. This bleeds through into her own unique style of music, calling out lyrics with a mix of heartbreak and damaged indifference. Born and raised in Los Angeles by two actor/musician parents, Billie Eilish grew up surrounded by Art. ... Read More