Okay I can see it now
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it's all the same thing
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Just different wrapping around it
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No need to soften your words
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they're still gonna hurt
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So don't pull punches
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I tried to be everything
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you'd ever want
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And sometimes I even stood
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on my heart and stomped
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Now I'm finally alone and
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dressed for the show
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But going nowhere
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They don't need to see me crying
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I'll get my little black dress on
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And if I put on my favorite song
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I'm gonna dance
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until you're all gone
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I'll get my little black dress on
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You came lifted me up but then
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you dropped a hurricane
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Now I'm fighting to find the
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ground again to steady my feet
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Get up off my knees
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and just remember
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That I am more than just
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somebody's puppet
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I can find the cord and then
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I'll cut it
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I stand a pretty good chance to
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dust myself off and dance
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I'll get my little black dress on
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And if I put on my favorite song
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I'm gonna dance
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until you're all gone
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I'll get my little black dress on
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I got my little black dress on
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And if I tell myself
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that nothing's wrong
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This doesn't have to be a sad song
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Not with my little black dress on
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It's time to connect the dots
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and draw a different picture up
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And paint it with the colors of
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everything I ever was
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Return to the scene of the crime
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the day I let the music die
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And rewrite the final lines
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cause this time I
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I'll get my little black dress on
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And if I put on my favorite song
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I'm gonna dance
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until you're all gone
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I'll get my little black dress on
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I got my little black dress on
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And if I tell myself
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that nothing's wrong
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This doesn't have to be a sad song
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Not with my little black dress on
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Little Black Dress
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| Sara Bareilles |
