Matchbox

I'm so tired of fighting I'm tired of worrying too I made up my mind What I'm gonna do I got my clothes in a matchbox I'm gonna forget about you I said it a million times But I never could do Believe me baby This time I'm through I got my clothes in a matchbox I'm gonna forget about you You treat me like a baby But I'm so through I may look like fruitcake But I know too I got my clothes in a matchbox I'm gonna forget about you Now 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 gonna forget about you I got my clothes in a matchbox I'm gonna forget about you