Checkered Vans

Ahhh
Chew me up then spit me out
Then leave me lying on the ground
A low blow even for you
Paranoid you're in my head
You're in my blood
And when I'm dead
You'll probably dig my grave up too
My stupid heart was in your hands
You used me like your cigarettes
Then you stomped me out
In your checkered Vans
Damn what the hell happened?
I'll say I should've known
I should've known better
That you're a backstabber
But how could I have known
Behind your gray coat
Your words are made of daggers
And cherry lip smacker
Smacker (mua)
Ahhh
I'm just gonna hold my breath
Cause all you do is make me sick
You even ruined air for me
You ruined parking lots and movie snacks
And photo booths, imagine that
I guess no more souveniors from parties
My stupid heart was in your hands
You used me like your cigarettes
Then you stomped me out
In your checkered Vans
Damn what the hell happened?
I'll say I should've known
I should've known better
That you're a backstabber
But how could I have known
Behind your gray coat
Your words are made of daggers
And cherry lip smacker
Smacker (mua)
Ahhh
I swear you exist just to spite me
I'm your cigarette so gaslight me
In your checkered Vans
Straight out the 90's
Really put me out
Really put me out, put me
I swear you exist just to spite me
I'm your cigarette so gaslight me
In your checkered Vans
Straight out the 90's
Really put me out
Really put me out, put me
My stupid heart was in your hands
You used me like your cigarettes
Then you stomped me out
In your checkered Vans
Damn what the hell happened?
I'll say I should've known
I should've known better
That you're a backstabber
But how could I have known
Behind your gray coat
Your words are made of daggers
And cherry lip smacker
Ahhh