save me

Fill me to the brim with nice surprises
So I won't flinch next time you hide
Put on the rose colored sunglasses
And when I take them off, i'd rather be blind
You're looking different today
Still I couldn't tell you in what way
I stay up at night wondering what will become of me
Do I project or do I attract all of this sadness around me
Lord help me
I think for this one you're going to have to save me
Talk you out of the conversation
I didn't think it was the appropriate time
Why even try to level with you at this point
If all you're going to do is bitch and whine
Do I really love you, I hope so
Or am I taking the bullets from and for a hand to hold
Lord help me
I think for this one you're going to have to save me
All of our conversations left with a maybe
Sometimes I think you were made to hate me