Jolene – Cake – letras

well Jolene unlocked the thick breezeway doorlike she’d done one hundred times beforeJolene smoothed her dark hair in the mirrorshe folded the towel carefully and put it back in placeyeah I want to pull you down into bedI want to cast your face in leadwell every time I pull you closepush my face into your haircream rinse and tobacco smokethat sickly scent is always, always thereyeah yeahJolene heard her father’s uneven snoresright then she knew there must be something moreJolene heard the singing in the forestshe opened the door quietly and stepped into the nightyeah I want to throw you out into spaceI want to do whatever it takes, takes, takeswell every time I pull you closepush my face into your haircream rinse and tobacco smokethat sickly scent is always, always there