Cutting It Fine

John Wetton

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The door swings open but you won't go in
You hate the movie that you’ve never seen
You couldn't see what I have in mind
I see you laughing but you're
Cutting it, cutting it fine
You never should have done those things to me
There's one thread left 'tween you and history
And while my temperature is rising high
I warn you now that you are
Cutting it, cutting it fine
Cutting it, cutting it fine
You gambled all on one important game
You take the debt and don't complain
Your game was up, I saw it all the time
Some advice, girl, you're
Cutting it, cutting it fine
Your sole advisor always was yourself
Never listen to no one else
You were the one who ignored the signs
Dancing on a fine line
Cutting it, cutting it fine
Cutting it, cutting it fine...