Yeah i'm tired of sighing
Tired of worrying you too
But i made up my mind baby
What i'm gonna do
I got my clothes in a matchbox
I'm gonna forget about you
But i tried to tell you many times
But i never could do it
You believe me baby
This time i'm through
I got my clothes in a matchbox
I'm gonna forget about you
Now when things get harder
Yeah and rough on you
Don't try to get me back now baby
'cause baby i'm through
I got my clothes in a matchbox
Gonna forget about you.
