All Time Low

I said, 'I still hear the rain.'
These images have filled my head
Now keep my fingers from making mistakes
Tell my voice what it takes to speak up, speak up
and keep my conscious clean when I wake
Don't make this easy
I want you to mean it, Jasey
(Say you mean it)
You're dressed to kill
I'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 lack
the common sense and confidence
to bring her hands to promises
that 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 easy
I want you to mean it, Jasey