Tip Toe

I can feel the tension rising. We can feel it in our bones. We shut it down but it keeps climbing. In the same room but all alone. A bitter me, a bitter you. The smallest thing is enough To trigger me, trigger you. Words loaded but still in love. I can feel the tension rising. We can feel it in our bones, so we Tip toe - tip toe around our feelings. Feels like we walk through a minefield Whenever we speak. So we'd rather say nothing, Say nothing at all. I'm too proud that's why I'm hiding. You're stubborn and stand your ground. To talk it out'd be compromising. The silence between us is getting loud. A bitter me, a bitter you. The smallest thing is enough To trigger me and trigger you. Words loaded but still in love. I can feel the tension rising. We can feel it in our bones, so we Tip toe - tip toe around our feelings. Feels like we walk through a minefield Whenever we speak. So we'd rather say nothing, Say nothing at all. We could talk, I could hug you. Maybe that's what you need. Behind my anger I am just scared, too. Why don't we just say what we feel?