Talking to my sleep at night making myself crazy
Wrote it down and read it out hoping it would save me
Too many times, too many times My love,
he makes it feel like nobody else
Nobody else
But my love,
he doesn't love me so what to
myself
What to 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 have to quick 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 no rules I count
I got no rules I count
He push him forwards but he keeps pulling me backwards
Nowhere to turn Now I'm standing back
from the I finally see the pattern
I never learn I never learn
But my love,
he doesn't love me so what to myself
What to 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 have to quick 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 no rules I count
Don't pick up the phone
And if you're under him,
you ain't getting over him
I got no room, so I count