New Rules Lyrics - Dua Lipa

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 getting over him 

I got new rules, I count 'em 

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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 getting over him 

I got new rules, I count 'em 

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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 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