LYRICS: Dua Lipa – New Rules (Lyrics)

LYRICS: Dua Lipa – New Rules (Lyrics)

One, one, one, one, one…

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 callin’ ’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
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

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I keep pushin’ forwards, but he keeps pullin’ me backwards
Nowhere to turn, nowhere to turn (No way, no)
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 callin’ ’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
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 repeatit, ’cause I…
I got new…

One: don’t pick up the phone (Yeah)
You know he’s only callin’ ’cause he’s drunk and

alone (Alone)
Two: don’t let him in (Uh-ooh)
You’ll have to kick him out again (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
I got new rules, I count ’em (Whoa-ooh, whoa-ooh, whoa)
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’re gettin’ over him

LYRICS: Dua Lipa – New Rules (Lyrics)

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