Lyrics:

Yeah I'm Tired of sighingTired of worrying you tooI've made up my mindWhat I'm gonna doI've got my clothes and a matchboxGonna forget about youI've tried to tell you many timesBut I never could do itYou believe me baby, this time I'm throughI got my clothes and a matchboxI'm gonna forget about youNow when things get harder and rough on youYou don't try to get me back, baby'Cause baby I'm throughI've got my clothes and a matchboxI'm gonna forget about you