Milk Carton

I figured this time,
that we would just make up,
like everytime, right after we break up.
Like i'll give you some time and you give me my space.
till i feed you some lines and you end up at my place.

But i'm laying here telling voicemail, how much i need ya.
and i'm sitting here telling myspace, how much i miss ya.

And i'm texting your friends just to see if they heard from ya.
And i'm posting Craig's list, tell me have you seen her.

She couldn't have got far.
License plate, GR. 9B9, 1 Car.
Acura type R,
she's about five foot five,
slim waist, thick thighs.

Have you seen a girl who broke my heart.
Everybody check your milk carton.
And i don't know where you are,
i'm falling apart and i don't know why you won't pick up the phone.
has someone been with you, while i'm here all alone.
Damn i just don't get you.

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what is Craig's list?
what's Acura Type R?
and why would you want people to check the milk carton?
somebody please explain.
hahaha. but apart from that,
I LOVE THIS SOOONG ;D

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I just came home.
from english tutoring,
and my head is full of english.
so now i'm gonna fail maths.
and on top of that,
we have problems with our hot water,
which means no shower. ):
i guess i hafta boil water.
nooooo~ D;

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YOSH!
I'M GONNA GO READ SOME PAST PAPERS,
AND THEN GO SLEEP. =)
CHYEAAAAH LETS DO THIS!!!!!
=DDDDDDD