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.