Lyrics
I'm so tired of fighting
I'm tired of worrying too
I've made up my mind
What I'm going to do
I got my clothes in a matchbox
I'm going to forget about you
I said it a million times
What I never could do
Believe me, baby
This time I'm through
I got my clothes in a matchbox
I'm going to forget about you
You treat me like a baby
I'm no fool
I may look like a brick, yeah
Yeah, but I'm no tool
I got my clothes in a matchbox
I'm going to forget about you
(I already have)
When things get harder
And rough on you
Believe me, baby
Yeah, you know we're through
I got my clothes in a matchbox
I'm going to forget about you
I got my clothes in a matchbox
I'm going to forget about you
