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