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