Friendly, I Guess

[Verse 1]
You keep sayin’ we’re friends
I keep standin’ too close
Lean in for a laugh
You just pull back slow
You ask for some room
I swear I hear you clear
But my heart’s got bad habits
When you’re standin’ right here
[Chorus]
I’m just tryin’ to be friendly
You’re just tryin’ to breathe
You keep drawin’ that line
I keep steppin’ on your peace
I don’t mean to make it heavy
Don’t wanna make you guess
You say “I just need space”
I say “okay”
Friendly, I guess
[Verse 2]
You text late at night
I read between words
You say “rough kind of day”
I hear somethin’ worse
I send too many hearts
You leave me on read
You’re guardin’ your heart
I’m lost in my head
[Chorus]
I’m just tryin’ to be friendly
You’re just tryin’ to breathe
You keep drawin’ that line
I keep steppin’ on your peace
I don’t mean to make it heavy
Don’t wanna make you guess
You say “I just need space”
I say “okay”
Friendly, I guess
[Bridge]
I don’t wanna crowd your road (no)
I don’t wanna pull you close
If all you need is someone
Cheerin’ from the side
I can hold this hope real quiet
Hide it in my pride (yeah)
[Chorus]
I’m just tryin’ to be friendly
You’re just tryin’ to breathe
You keep drawin’ that line
I keep steppin’ on your peace
I don’t mean to make it heavy
Don’t wanna make you guess
You say “I just need space”
So I give you my best
Stand back, let you rest
Call it “friends” with this ache in my chest
Friendly, I guess

country, Modern country ballad with male vocals; warm acoustic guitar and brushed snare start sparse, then pedal steel and subtle piano swell into a bigger, emotional chorus. Verses stay intimate and conversational; chorus lifts with stacked harmonies on the title hook. Keep the vocal earnest and slightly raspy, with a reflective middle-eight that pulls back to almost just voice and guitar before a final, fuller chorus.