Red Dress

There must be some angels 
They're waiting for you 
To get there 
You won't have 
to lie no more 
you won't have to say a word 
Not even a red dress to go 
With your shoes 
Not even a red dress to go 
With your shoes 
You rotted 
From inside out 
Why? 
You rotted 
From inside out 
Why? 
There must be some angles 
They're waiting for you 
To get there 
After all 
There'll be no pain 
And you'll never Be the same 
And I know why They didn't have the size 
For you 
For you