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New Rules - Karaoke Version

Scott Bradlee & Postmodern Jukebox
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Talking in my sleep at night
Making 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)

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 because 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've got new rules, I count them, whoa
I've got new rules, I count them, whoa
I've gotta tell them to myself, whoa
I've got new rules, I count them, whoa
I've gotta tell them

I keep pushing forwards
But he keeps pulling me backwards
(Nowhere to turn, nowhere to turn)
Now I'm standing 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 because 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've got new rules, I count them, whoa
I've got new rules, I count them, whoa
I've gotta tell them to myself, whoa
I've got new rules, I count them, whoa
I've gotta tell them

Practice makes perfect
I'm still tryna learn it by heart
Eat, sleep, and breathe it
Rehearse and repeat it because I

One, don't pick up the phone
You know he's only calling because 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've got new rules, I count them, whoa
I've got new rules, I count them, whoa
I've gotta tell them to myself, whoa
I've got new rules, I count them, whoa
I've 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, don't, don't, don't
Don't let him in, don't let him in
Don't be his friend, don't be his friend
I've got new rules, I count them

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