My friends, your friends Everybody's whispering The same old telephone games High school is over We don't grow up No we just get older Such a shame And we can't shake it Is there any truth behind what They are saying, babe? I'm here, you're there Talk is cheap, it's everywhere Denial eases the pain But when the summer turns to fall I won't be waiting for your call I'm only holding on, holding on For so long You've got me holding on...
On the line It's the talk of the town Has my heart turned upside down The same old telephone games Send a message through the wire Set the rumor mill on fire Watch it burn up in flames And I believe, when I see You standing in front of me Eye-to-eye, face-to-face Are you lovin' someone new? Has a change of heart changed you? Maybe I'm going insane X3 .on the line.on the line.on the line On the line