Lyrics

Everyone misses somebody And everyone's got their own way Of holding on tight to the ones in their life They don't get to see every day Some people go through old photos And that helps put a smile on their face But when I'm tryin' to silence the lonely sometimes I replay a voicemail I saved There's a bunch from my momma A few from my friends The last one from grandpa I'm glad that I kept So don't hang up if I don't pick up my phone Leave me a memory after the tone Leave me a memory No matter how many times that I heard 'em Hearing 'em still takes me back I'm thankful I missed all the calls that I did 'Cause I know that I'll always have A bunch from my momma A few from my friends The last one from grandpa I'm glad that I kept So don't hang up if I don't pick up my phone Leave me a memory after the tone Yeah those messages I can't let go They mean more to me than you know There's a bunch from my momma A few from my friends The last one from grandpa I'm glad that I kept All the drunk ones from loved ones saying "Happy Birthday" An "I love you" from the one that got away So don't hang up if I don't pick up my phone Leave me a memory after the tone Leave me a memory after the tone Leave me a memory Leave me a memory
Writer(s): Jordan Mark Schmidt, Kyle Clark, Tyler Filmore, Geoffrey Elliot Warburton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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