Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Jasey Rae by All Time Low

I said, "I still hear the rain."These images have filled my headNow keep my fingers from making mistakesTell my voice what it takes to speak up, speak upand keep my conscious clean when I wakeDon't make this easyI want you to mean it, Jasey(Say you mean it)You're dressed to killI'm calling you in(Don't waste your time on me)Now there's an aching in my back,A sudden pain that says I lackthe common sense and confidenceto bring her hands to promisesthat I'm making time for desperate conversation.Holding my knife could be better than this in the end.(Just say when)Don't make this easyI want you to mean it, Jasey(Say you mean it)You're dressed to killI'm calling you in(Don't waste your time on me)I've never told a lie, and that makes me a liar.I've never made a bet, but we gamble with desire.I've never lit a match with intent to start a fire,but recently the flames are getting out of control.Calling your name, kill me with words.Forget about me, it's what I deserve.I was your chance out of your town,but I took the car and left you to......wait outside.I hope the air will start to remind youto get me out of this place.I'll remember your faceand my words are as bigas the beating in my chest.

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