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By Laura Snapes Craig McDean The fans knew it was a wig. The pop superstar speaks up about her latest transformation, new music and living life on her own terms. It’s the crowning glory of a song that we’ve all wanted to scream at the top of our lungs for someone, but never quite had the strength. A lot rests on Billie Eilish’s 19-year-old shoulders.

After Billie screams that she’s been cut off from the city she calls home, Finneas’ guitar hits like a jackhammer, the dam has burst, and here comes years of pent-up fear and anger at a shitty ex: lateness, gaslighting and that feeling of having to make excuses for someone who clearly doesn’t deserve it. The more she shares, and the heavier the song gets, the more brutal her words become: “You call me again, drunk in your Benz/Driving home under the influence/You scared me to death, but I’m wasting my breath/’Cause you only listen to your fucking friends”.Īnd then, pure chaos. Inspired by a former failed relationship, the opening half is more traditional Billie, and one of her most hypnotic melodies: “ Do you read my interviews? Or do you skip my avenue?” she asks an obsessed ex-lover.

It’s so unflinchingly raw and specific, it’s hard to imagine many other artists, particularly those whose lives are obsessed over and written about every day, having the chutzpah to put a song like this out. This is the quintessential Billie Eilish song: full of rage and regret tears and defiance.

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