Running out of Fools - Elvis Costello

Sure you haven’t got the wrong number

Sure it’s me you want to talk to tonight

Everyone in town’s got your number

Everyone in town’s got you pegged just right

Is that why you got in touch with me

I guess you must be running out of fools

Even when you left me there crying

Your goodbye was even colder than ice

You didn’t care that you left me there crying

Now you wanna break my heart twice

Is that why you got in touch with me

I guess you must be running out of fools

I guess you got back to my name in your little black book

Hey guess what i bet you forgot how i even look

So go ahead with all your sweet talking

Go ahead for all the good it will do

Have yourself a dime’s worth of talking

Then i’m gonna hang right up on you

Cause this time you’re not getting through to me

I guess you must be running out of fools

Even fools like me

Even fools like me

I guess you’re running out of fools

Even fools like me