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