Roll up
I’m having a yard sale with my old stuff
I gotta get rid of this old love
The satisfaction isn’t guaranteed
No money back
No money back
I’m moving out
And I ain’t taking nothing
Cleaning up, put my troubles in the dust bin
Our stereo ain’t playing love songs no no more (ooh, ooh, ooh)
I’m having a yard sale, giving away all of the things that I used to call my own
(That I used to call my own)
I’m having a yard sale, giving away all of the memories that used to fill our home
I got a box, I got a box, all of these boxes
And I am givin’ them all away for free
‘Cause in the box there is a person that could love you
But that person is the old me
Yeah, that’s the old me
Yeah, that’s the old me
(I’m having a yard sale, yard sale, yard sale)
But the person is the old me
Yeah, that’s the old me
Closed box, I buried our pictures in a closed box
You only loved me with my clothes off
Well, I took your ring off my finger, middle finger
Baby, look it now (look it now)
I’m moving out
And I ain’t taking nothing
Cleaning up, put my troubles in the dust bin
Our stereo ain’t playing love songs no no more (ooh, ooh, ooh)
I’m having a yard sale, giving away all of the things that I used to call my own
(That I used to call my own)
I’m having a yard sale, giving away all of the memories that used to fill our home
I got a box, I got a box, all of these boxes
And I am givin’ them all away for free
‘Cause in the box there is a person that could love you
But that person is the old me
Yeah, that’s the old me
Yeah, that’s the old me
(I’m having a yard sale, yard sale, yard sale)
But the person is the old me
Yeah, that’s the old me
It took all my life to forget you
I’m movin’ on
I’ll be gone tonight
And all you have is the old me
