What do the lone-ly do on Sundays? What do they do Or does no-bod-y care? Do they make it through to Mon-days
Or with a heart filled with pain do they just dis--app-ear? I tried so hard to play it real cool Girl When you said I was out of your heart.
I tried so hard to keep my true feel-ings in-side, but you made me c-ry. Tears on the tel-e-phone, Tears on the tel-e-phone, you made me cry, tears on the tel-e-phone. How could you just out of the blue say
You and I are through, you found someone new. How could you When you know that this heart of m--ine can't live with-out y-ou What do the lonely do on Mondays?
What do they do? Now I know that it's true 'Cause I tried all night on Sun-day to get back to y-ou. But you're not tak-ing no c-alls. I told yo-u that I didn-t care
When you said We were through You've found some-one new. I heard myself say-ing
Girl I can live with-out you But you made me cry.
Tears on the tel-e-phone, Tears on the tel-e-phone, you made me cry, tears on the tel-e-phone. How could you just out of the blue say out of the blue
What do the lone-ly do on Sund-ays? What do they do for the rest of the week?
'Cause the pain is nev-er end-ing And there just ain't no way I can take an-y-mo-re. I tried so hard to play it re-al cool Girl
When you said I was out of your heart. I tried so hard to keep my cool feel-ings in-side But you made me c-ry Tears on the tel-e-phone, Tears on the tel-e-phone, you made me cry, tears on the tel-e-phone Tears on the tel-e-phone, you made me cry, tears on the tel-e-phone Tears on the tel-e-phone, you made me cry, tears on the tel-e-phone. Tears on the tel-e-phone, you made me cry,