DUA LIPA - NEW RULES

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NEW RULES - DUA LIPA

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One, one, one, one, one
Talkin' in my sleep at night
Makin' myself crazy
(Out of my mind, out of my mind)
Wrote it and read it out
Hopin' it would save me
(Too many times, too many times)
My love, he makes me feel like nobody else
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 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 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, 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 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 back from it
I finally see the pattern
(I never learn, I never learn)
But my love, he doesn't loves me
So I tell , 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
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 bed in the morning
And if you're under him
You ain't getting over him
I've got new rules, I count 'em
I've got new , 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
Practice makes
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 got new, I got new, I)
One, don't pick up the phone
You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone
Two, 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 the morning
And if you're under him
You ain't getting over him
I've 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 (baby you know I count 'em)
I've gotta tell them myself
Don't let him in, don't let him in
Don't be his friend, don't be his friend
Don't let him in, don't let him
Don't be his friend, don't be his friend
You ain't getting over him