Dua Lipa - New Rules #dualipa

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Dua Lipa - New Rules #dualipa


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 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 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 he 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, 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 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 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 got new...)


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 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 got new rules, I count 'em
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 him in, don't let him in
Don't, don't, don't, don't
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, don't, don't, don't
Don't be his friend, don't be his friend
Don't, don't, don't, don't
You gettin' over him