Lyrics: Aviva Anastasia Payne
Music: Aviva Anastasia Payne/MataisC
I got new rules, I count 'em
I got new rules
Talkin' in my sleep at night, makin' myself crazy
Out of my mind, out of my mind
Wrote it down and read it out, hopin' it would save me
Too many times, too many times
My love
He makes me feel like nobody else, nobody else
But my love
He doesn't love me, so I tell myself, I tell myself
One, don't pick up the phone
You know he's only callin' 'cause he's drunk and alone
Two, don't let him in
You'll have to kick him out again
Three, don't be his friend
You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the mornin'
And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him
I got new rules, I count 'em
I got new rules
I gotta tell them to myself
I got new rules
I gotta tell them to myself
I keep pushin' forwards, but he keeps pullin' me backwards
Nowhere to turn, nowhere to turn
Now I'm standin' back from it, I finally see the pattern
I never learn, I never learn
But my love
He doesn't love me, so I tell myself, I tell myself
I do, I do, I do
I do, I do, I do
One, don't pick up the phone
You know he's only callin' 'cause he's drunk and alone
Two, don't let him in
You'll have to kick him out again
Three, don't be his friend
You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the mornin'
And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him
I got new rules, I count 'em
I got new rules
I gotta tell them to myself
I got new rules
I gotta tell them to myself
Practice makes perfect
I'm still tryna learn it by heart
Eat, sleep, and breathe it
Rehearse and repeat it 'cause I
'Cause I
One, don't pick up the phone
You know he's only callin' 'cause he's drunk and alone
Two, don't let him in
You'll have to kick him out again
Three, don't be his friend
You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the mornin'
And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him
I got new rules, I count 'em
I got new rules
I gotta tell them to myself
I got new rules
I gotta tell them to myself