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New Rules (feat. Robyn Adele Anderson)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox
Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caroline Ailin
Caroline Ailin
Songwriter
Emily Warren
Emily Warren
Songwriter
Ian Kirkpatrick
Ian Kirkpatrick
Songwriter

Lyrics

Talkin' in my sleep at night, makin' myself crazy Out of my mind, out of my mind Wrote it down and read it out, hoping it would save me Too many times, too many times Whoa, he makes me feel like nobody else, nobody else But my love, he doesn't love me, so I tell myself, I tell myself, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa One: Don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling '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 morning And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him I got new rules, I count 'em, whoa I got new rules, I count 'em, whoa I got to tell them to myself, whoa I got new rules, I count 'em, whoa I gotta tell them ... 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 One: Don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling '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 morning And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him I got new rules, I count 'em, whoa I got new rules, I count 'em, whoa I gotta tell them to myself, whoa I got new rules, I count 'em, whoa I gotta tell them ... Practice makes perfect I'm still tryna learn it by heart Eat, sleep, and breathe it Rehearse and repeat it, 'cause I One: Don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling '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 morning And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him I got new rules, I count 'em, whoa I got new rules, I count 'em, whoa I gotta tell them to myself, whoa I got new rules, I count 'em, whoa I gotta tell them ... Don't let him in, don't let him in, don't let him in, don't let him in Don't be his friend, don't be his friend, don't be his friend, don't be his friend Don't let him in, don't let him in, don't let him in, don't let him in Don't be his friend, don't be his friend I got new rules I count them
Writer(s): Ian Kirkpatrick, Emily Warren, Caroline Aileen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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