Checkered Vans

Album cover art for "Checkered Vans" by Mckenna Grace

Mckenna Grace - Pop, Pop Rock

Checkered Vans

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Duration: 3:57

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[Intro] Aah-ah-ah-aah, ah-ah-aah, ha-ah-ahh-ha, ahh-ha Aah-ah-ah-aah, ah-ah-aah, ha-ah-ahh-ha, ahh-ha [Verse 1] Chew me up then spit me out Then leave me lyin' on the ground A low blow even for you (Ah-ah) Paranoid, you're in my head You're in my blood and when I'm dead You'll probably dig my grave up, too [Chorus] 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'd say I should've known, I should've known better That you're a backstabber But how could I have known? Behind your grey coat, your words are made of daggers And cherry lip smacker, smacker (Mwah) [Break] Aah-ah-ah-aah, ah-ah-aah, ha-ah-ahh-ha, ahh-ha Aah-ah-ah-aah, ah-ah-aah, ha-ah-ahh-ha, ahh-ha [Verse 2] 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 souvenirs from parties [Chorus] 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'd say I should've known, I should've known better That you're a backstabber But how could I have known? Behind your grey coat, your words are made of daggers And cherry lip smacker, smacker (Mwah) [Break] Aah-ah-ah-aah, ah-ah-aah, ha-ah-ahh-ha, ahh-ha Aah-ah-ah-aah, ah-ah-aah, ha-ah-ahh-ha, ahh-ha [Bridge] 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 [Chorus] 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'd say I should've known, I should've known better That you're a backstabber But how could I have known? Behind your grey coat, your words are made of daggers And cherry lip smacker [Outro] Aah-ah-ah-aah, ah-ah-aah, ha-ah-ahh-ha, ahh-ha Aah-ah-ah-aah, ah-ah-aah, ha-ah-ahh-ha, ahh-ha

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Credits

Writers
  • Mckenna Grace
  • Lowell
  • Herag Sanbalian
  • bülow