Description

It is potential and excitement and the risk of meeting new people, until you risk a little too close to the sun and end up a sad little version of yourself by the end of the night or the next morning. You can hear that tension snap in the chorus, where desire curdles into fixation: Out of the corner of my eye, a little black dress, your pale blue eyes / now all I can think of is you. Cause you got a real one Back at home Wrapped round your fingers and Round your thumb My mind is sickened My mind sickened by you Cause you got a real one Back at home Wrapped round your fingers and Round your thumb My mind is sickened My mind sickened by you Out of the corner Of my eye A little black dress Your pale blue eyes Now all I can think of All I can think of is you Out of the corner Of my eye A little black dress Your pale blue eyes Now all I can think of All I can think of is you What makes Little Black Dress hit as hard as it does is how physical it feels