Milk Carton Lyrics & Chords By Ashe Watson

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No, yeah babe.
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.
'Til I feed you some lines and you end up at my place.

But now 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.
Have you seen her.

(Chorus)
She couldn't of 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.
(This just don't seem like you)
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.

But now 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.
Have you seen her.

(Chorus)
She couldn't of 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.

Put in the posters.
Don't live any closer
Got a picture, I'll show it to.
Anyone who might know ya.
I'm drivin your block, check your door but it's still locked.
But I knock, knock, knock, knock.

But now 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.
Have you seen her.

(Chorus)
She couldn't of 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