I still have your last voicemail Saved inside my phone I tell myself I’ll delete it But I never do Some nights I play it softly Just to hear you breathe For thirty seconds You still exist to me You talked about tomorrow Like it would always come You laughed about something stupid Said you’d call when you were done You never said goodbye You never had the chance And I never knew That was our last If I had known Would I have said more Would I have held on A little longer I still listen to your voice When the world gets dark Trying to find the pieces Of my broken heart You sound so alive Like you’re still here somehow And every time it ends I lose you again now Everybody says you’re gone Like that’s supposed to help But you’re still in every room I keep to myself You’re in the coffee cup You never got to finish In the empty chair Beside me And all this time Keeps moving on But part of me Still waits I still listen to your voice When the world gets dark Trying to find the pieces Of my broken heart You sound so alive Like you’re still here somehow And every time it ends I lose you again now One day this phone will break One day the file will disappear And that thought scares me more Than anything Because the day I lose that message Will be the day I lose The last thing That still sounds like you I still listen to your voice When I can’t fall asleep Holding on to seconds I was never meant to keep You sound so alive Like you’re just outside my door And every time it ends I miss you more God I miss you more Hey… It’s me… Call me back when you get this
