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New Rule

Dua Lipahuatong
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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

she makes me feel like nobody else

Nobody else

But my love

she doesn't love me, so I tell myself

I tell myself

One

don't call up her phone

You know you're only calling

cause you're drunk and alone

Two

don't let her in

You'll have to kick her out again

Three

don't be her friend

You know she's gonna wake

up in your bed in the morning

And if you're under her

you ain't getting over her

I got new rules, I count 'em

I got new rules, I count 'em

I gotta tell them to myself

I got new rules, I count 'em

I gotta tell them to myself

I keep pushin' forwards but

she keeps pullin' me backwards

(Nowhere to turn) no way

(Nowhere to turn) no

Now I'm standing back from it

I finally see the pattern

(I never learn, I never learn)

But my love, she doesn't love me

so I tell myself

I tell myself

I do, I do, I do

One

don't call up her phone

You know you're only calling

cause you're drunk and alone

Two

don't let her in

You'll have to kick her out again

Three

don't be her friend

You know she's gonna wake

up in your bed in the morning

And if you're under her,

you ain't getting over her

I got new rules, I count 'em

I got new rules, I count 'em

I gotta tell them to myself

I got new rules, I count 'em

I gotta tell them to myself

Practice makes perfect

I'm still tryna' learn it by heart

(I got new rules, I count 'em)

Eat, sleep, and breathe it

Rehearse and repeat it, 'cause I

(I got new, I got new, I...)

One

don't call up her phone

You know you're only calling

'cause you're drunk and alone

Two,

don't let her in

You'll have to kick her out again

Three,

don't be her friend

You know she's gonna wake

up in your bed in the morning

And if you're under her,

you ain't getting over her

I got new rules, I count 'em

I got new rules, I count 'em

(Oh, whoa oh)

I gotta tell them to myself

I got new rules, I count 'em

(Baby, you know I count 'em)

I gotta tell them to myself

Don't let her in, don't let her in

Don't, don't, don't, don't

Don't be her friend, don't be her friend

Don't, don't, don't, don't

Don't let her in, don't let her in

Don't, don't, don't, don't

Don't be her friend, don't be her friend

Don't, don't, don't, don't

You gettin' over her

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