No emerald eyes or fiery glow could break a bond that’s meant to grow If he’s so hollow, so easily swayed, then my devotion’s been betrayed So I’ll walk away, my head held high, no need for tears, no asking why Jolene can have his empty shell, while I move on and love myself Jolene’s got nothing on me But if he’s blind, I’ll let it be I’m the fire, the storm, the sea And I deserve what sets me free