The Union
Cut The Line
I know it's wrong and I'm nothing but a fool
But I just can't help it, can't stop thinking 'bout you
And this loneliness that hounds me through my days
Can only be tamed by your, loving ways
Baby it's cold, here on the outside
Waiting for some kind of sign
'Cause you keep me hanging on, leading me on
If you can't be mine
Then cut the line
Feeling so high my head is spinning round
And I may well regret these words
When my feet touch the ground
Don't get me wrong I know you've got another
But I'll be crying in shame to keep this undercover
Baby it's cold, here on the outside
And I'm at your beck and call
'Cause you keep me hanging on, leading me on
Stop wasting my time
And cut the line
Don't make me suffer
Don't you make me beg
You've gotta have mercy on me
And set me free
Baby it's cold, here on the outside
Waiting for some kind of sign
You just keep me hanging on, leading me on
If you can't be mine
Please cut the line