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.