You didn’t think I’d see her, huh?

Saw her at the bar last night

Lip gloss loud, heels too high

She laughed like me, walked like me

Wore that smirk I gave for free

Mirror mirror, new disguise

But I could see it in her eyes

You dressed her up in my regrets

But babe, that’s still my silhouette

You got a type, it’s spelled M-E

Every girl’s just cosplayin’ me

New name, same mess

And I know what’s next—

That’s my dress, my shade of red

You’re wearin’ me like I’m already dead

You took my look, tried on my life

But honey, cheap don’t fit me right

That’s my dress, my battle scar

You think you own it, but you’ve gone too far

Tell her the truth or tell her less

But she should know—

That’s my dress.

(Oh-oh)

That’s my dress

She don’t know she’s second best

(Oh-oh)

That’s my dress

But you can’t wear what you don’t possess

She stole my pose, she stole my fire

A little thief in red desire

You paint her lips like I taught you

Now she thinks the act is true

Let her play pretend awhile

She won’t survive that crooked smile

’Cause baby, when you chase a queen

You’ll just drown in Maybelline

You like your girls in déjà vu

But I’m the one who colored you

New dress, old regret

You don’t impress—

That’s my dress, my shade of red

You’re wearin’ me like I’m already dead

You took my look, tried on my life

But honey, cheap don’t fit me right

That’s my dress, my battle scar

You think you own it, but you’ve gone too far

Tell her the truth or tell her less

But she should know—

That’s my dress.

I left it hanging in your room

Folded memories, perfect doom

Now you parade her down the street

But even copycats admit defeat

That’s my dress, my shade of red

You’re wearin’ me like I’m already dead

You took my look, tried on my life

But honey, cheap don’t fit me right

That’s my dress, my final word

A warning sign that you both ignored

Tell her the truth or tell her less—

But she should know...

That’s my dress.