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 on, and I ain't taking nothing Cleaning up my troubles in the dustpan A stereo, and singing a love song is a, no no...
I’m having a yard sale, giving away all of the things that I used to call my own I’m having a yard sale, giving away all of the memories that used to feel like home I got a box, I got a box of love and these boxes I'm giving 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) That person is the old me Yeah that's the old me
Clothes box I buried our pictures in the clothes box You only love me with my clothes off Well, I took your ring off my finger, middle finger Baby, look at it now I'm moving on, and I ain't taking nothing Cleaning up my troubles in the dustpan A stereo, and singing a love song is a, no no...
I’m having a yard sale, giving away all of the things that I used to call my own I’m having a yard sale, giving away all of the memories that used to feel like home I got a box, I got a box of love and these boxes I'm giving 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) That person is the old me Yeah that's the old me