Running Out of Fools — текст песни (Elvis Costello)

Sure you havent got the wrong number

Sure its me you want to talk to tonight

Everyone in towns got your number

Everyone in towns 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 didnt 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 dimes worth of talking

Then Im gonna hang right up on you



Cause this time youre not getting through to me

I guess you must be running out of fools



Even fools like me

Even fools like me

I guess youre running out of fools

Even fools like me