Matchbox

Yeah I'm Tired of sighing Tired of worrying you too I've made up my mind What I'm gonna do I've got my clothes and a matchbox Gonna forget about you I've 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 and a matchbox I'm gonna forget about you Now when things get harder and rough on you You don't try to get me back, baby 'Cause baby I'm through I've got my clothes and a matchbox I'm gonna forget about you