Milk VS Friendship

You’re so good at reading me
So read me right now
you know when I’m sad
and you know when I’m mad
but what do you see
when I’m confused
and when I don’t know what to do
with you.

Is it as simple as pouring you a glass of milk?
or as intense as being in the moment?
I don’t know when I’ve crossed the line
I can’t read your mind
So tell me WHEN, to stop.
Tell me when enough is enough
and when the milk in the glass
Is at where you want.

I don’t want it to go too far,
but am I a hypocrite for liking it?
I don’t want to hurt you
but will you understand?
or will you be mad...

Because I like my glass of milk half way there
but you like yours topped off...
I’m frightened of where this might lead us
because all I desire is your friendship...
No more than that.

But I’ve confused the line already
And I’ve scared myself so deeply
I’ve been thinking a lot about it lately
I feel like I've been avoiding you...

Only if it were as simple as pouring me a glass of milk
Such an easy answer because I already know.
But when it comes to the intense moment
I’m so frightened that I just go
and when you cross the line
I don’t let you read my mind
I just want you to stop
because we’ve gone far enough
as the glass of milk over flows
And I don’t know what to do now...

So please, don’t be mad...
but I’m just wishful thinking
of course you will be mad
that I just want to be your friend.