Bars And Melody - New Rules 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 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 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 getting over him I got new rules, I count ’em I’ve got new rules, I count ’em I’ve gotta tell them to myself I’ve got new rules, I count ’em I’ve gotta tell them to myself You’re out, I’m in, I don’t know I can’t win Friend tryna get between us, they should quit the talking We stay up late, we could talk till morning Everybody envious, I tell ’em keep on walking Drop in, everybody makin’ sure we okay I know we end up goin’ in like students on a snow day Okay, go ahead, show ’em what you made of Baby you’re the baddest but we can’t forget what made us Thanks, we made our thing. Baby that we made one Just because of this we shouldn’t throw it all away ah And you know you drive me crazy Don’t listen to your friends, you know you are my baby 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 getting over him I got new rules, I count ’em I’ve got new rules, I count ’em I’ve gotta tell them to myself I’ve got new rules, I count ’em I’ve gotta tell them to myself Thinkin’ about everything we left it can be haunting, but look into the future and I see Nothing is so clear as if I’m looking in the mirror, we are meant to be I know the road it gets rough. The times they get tough, I’m always at your side Our feet they are heavy, our aims are ran steady, all I want is for you to be mine 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 getting over him I got new rules, I count ’em I’ve got new rules, I count ’em I’ve gotta tell them to myself I’ve got new rules, I count ’em I’ve gotta tell them to myself