I want to cast your face in lead, ah, yeah, alright now
She folded the towel carefully and put it back in place
Cream rinse and tobacco smoke
Right then she knew there must be something more
Jolene heard her father's uneven snores
Cream rinse and tobacco smoke

Push my face into your hair
That sickly scent is always, always there

Yeah, I want to pull you down into bed
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, I wanna throw you out into space
Jolene heard the singing in the forest
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah
But every time I pull you close
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Well, every time I pull you close
Push my face into your hair

I wanna do whatever it takes, takes, takes, oh yeah

Yeah yeah, yeah, oh guitar
That sickly scent is always, always there
Jolene smoothed her dark hair in the mirror
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
She opened the door quietly and stepped into the night