More songs by Julia Michaels
Description
A red dress is a dangerous accessory. It is not worn to cry over romantic dramas or to lie tragically on the floor. It is worn to pour a glass, take a sip, and dance so that exes look like superfluous actors on someone else's stage.
It burns a little under the ribs, but not fatally: it's more of a sharp aftertaste than a broken heart. It seems that the recipe for survival is simple: a little irony, a drop of audacity, and the right soundtrack. And as for “better luck next time” - let that remain a wish for those who tried to play the drama by the rules.
Producer: Connor McDonough
Producer: Riley McDonough
Screenwriter: Julia Michaels
Screenwriter: Connor McDonough
Screenwriter: Riley McDonough
Screenwriter: Felicia Ferraro
Lyrics and translation
Original
Ooh, nice try
You cut a little deeper than the last guy
I'll give it to you, set the bar high
Try to put a different shade of blue in my sky
But my mascara's still intact
And there's some ice-cream in the freezer
So happy when the guy wins the girl over in movies
My friends don't understand how I'm doing it, me either
If hurting me was part of the plan, oh
Well, baby, you gave it your best
No, really, you should be proud of yourself
Better luck next time, I guess
'Cause, oh-oh, no hеartbreak's killed me yеt
Well, maybe there's a sting in my chest
No, wait, that's just a drink going down
Slow dancin' in my little red sundress
'Cause, oh-oh, no heartbreak's killed me yet
Ooh, plot twist
You probably didn't expect me goin' off-script
Don't let that mood sink in, baby
You're the one who's lookin' like a faucet
Well, I got no tears in my eyes and no sad songs on the speakers
Not lyin' on the floor being overly dramatic (oh, ooh)
You still don't understand how I'm doing it, me either
There's already somebody in my hands, oh
Well, baby, you gave it your best
No, really, you should be proud of yourself
Better luck next time, I guess
'Cause, oh-oh, no heartbreak's killed me yet
Well, maybe there's a sting in my chest
No, wait, that's just a drink going down
Slow dancin' in my little red sundress
'Cause, oh-oh, no heartbreak's killed me yet
Oh, better luck next time, baby
Lucky
You could get it next time, baby
Oh, oh, no, no
No heartbreak's killed me yet