Yeah Im tired of sighing
Tired of worrying you too
But I made up my mind baby
What Im gonna do
I got my clothes in a matchbox
Im gonna forget about you
But I tried to tell you many times
But I never could do it
You believe me baby
This time Im through
I got my clothes in a matchbox
Im gonna forget about you
Now when things get harder
Yeah and rough on you
Dont try to get me back now baby
cause baby Im through
I got my clothes in a matchbox
Gonna forget about you.