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.