Jonatha Brooke
Jonatha Brooke
Jonatha Brooke
Jonatha Brooke
Jonatha Brooke
Jonatha Brooke & Michael Franti
Jonatha Brooke
Jonatha Brooke & Neil Finn
Jonatha Brooke
Jonatha Brooke
Jonatha Brooke
Jonatha Brooke
Jonatha Brooke
Jonatha Brooke
Jonatha Brooke
[Verse 1]
Well I'll wear the red dress tonight
And you will reel your heart in tight
You can have the upper hand
And I'll pretend to understand
Why it came to this
[Verse 2]
How it came from there to here
How we muddied what seemed clear
Were we just doomed from the start
Undermined by simple hearts?
Why'd it come to this?
[Bridge]
Come down in silence
Come down in fear
Come down in pieces
Come down in tears
[Verse 3]
Well there're days when the light hits true
Days of him, days of you
Nights of sweating, toss and turn
And nights I feel your cigarette burn
Why'd it come to this?
[Verse 4]
As we take our places in this charade
If the sun's too hot, sit in the shade
Jury's still out so we make lemonade
And why'd it come to this?
[Bridge]
Come down in silence
Come down in fear
Come down in pieces
Come down in tears
[Verse 5]
Well we all get what we deserve
I get him and you get her
Given the chance I still defer
And maybe we will always wonder
Why it came to this
[Verse 6]
So I'll wear the red dress tonight
You will reel your heart in tight
I will have the upper hand and
You will finally understand
Why it came to this
Why it came to this
Why it came to this
Red Dress was written by Jonatha Brooke.
Red Dress was produced by Jonatha Brooke & Bob Clearmountain.