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