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 i believe when i see you standing in front of me eye to eye face to face are you loving someone new has a change of heart changed you maybe i m going insane 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 on the line on the line on the line 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 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 on the line on the line on the line on the line