"Voicemails" lyrics

Twenty-four seconds of you wishing me a happy birthday
Sent a copy to my email
Just in case I lose my phone one day

If you could see me know
You would want me to be okay
If you could see me now
You'd be proud of who I became

But you can't
So I go back to voicemails and photos
Drive past your spot 'cause that's all I got
Sure I can but I won't lose the voicemails and photos
As long as I hold on
You're not really gone, you're really gone
You're really gone

Twenty-four hours without you felt like a whole year
Still sitting in the shower
Waiting for a voice I know I won't hear

If you could see me now
You would want me to be okay
If you could see me now
You'd know just the right thing to say

But you can't
So I go back to voicemails and photos
Drive past your spot 'cause that's all I got
Sure I can but I won't lose the voicemails and photos
As long as I hold on
You're not really gone, you're really gone
Oh no, no, you're really gone, yeah
You're really gone
Oh no, no, you're really gone