New Rules Lyrics – The Latest English Hit Song Sung By Dua Lipa.The Music Given by Ian Kirkpatrick .New Rules Lyrics Song Written by Caroline Ailin, Emily Warren, Ian Kirkpatrick
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New Rules Lyrics – Dua Lipa Lyrics
Singer | Dua Lipa |
Music | Ian Kirkpatrick |
Song Writer | Caroline Ailin, Emily Warren, Ian Kirkpatrick |
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 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 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
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’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 repeat it, ’cause I
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, 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
Oh, whoa-oh
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