There's clothes on the floor, my toothbrush in your toothbrush cup, lingerie in the drawer There's too much of my stuff at yours, and what do I do? Now you don't feel like you used to, but I still do Feels like I never had your love at all, no, at all I'm gonna pack up my love, gonna put it in a cardboard box If I'll never be the one that you're looking for, then I'm gonna be the one you lost I might jump in my car, yeah, get out of town Pack up my love and then put it in a brown box, yeah, cardboard box Is that the guitar I gave you last July? I know we lost our spark, but would you play for me one last time? Tell me, what do I do? Now you don't feel like you used to, but I still do Feels like I never had your love at all, no, at all I'm gonna pack up my love, gonna put it in a cardboard box If I'll never be the one that you're looking for, then I'm gonna be the one you lost I might jump in my car, yeah, get out of town Pack up my love and then put it in a brown box, yeah, cardboard box Ooh, ooh, ooh Flowers have died Took down all the pictures All of the things I could find That remind me of when you were mine I'm gonna pack up my love, gonna put it in a cardboard box If I'll never be the one that you're looking for, then I'm gonna be the one you lost I might jump in my car, yeah, get out of town Pack up my love and then put it in a brown box, yeah, cardboard box Ooh, ooh, ooh