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dua lipa - new rules (deezer sessions) lyrics

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[verse 1]
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)

[refrain]
my love, he makes me feel like n-body else, n-body else
but my love, he doesn’t love me, so i tell myself, i tell myself

[pre-chorus]
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

[chorus]
i got new rules, i count ’em, ey
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

[verse 2]
i keep pushin’ forwards, but he keeps pullin’ me backwards
(nowhere to turn, nowhere to turn)
now i’m standin’ back from it, i finally see the pattern
(i never learn, i never learn)

[refrain]
but my love, he doesn’t love me, so i tell myself, (what do i say?)
i tell myself
i do, i do, i do

[pre-chorus]
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

[chorus]
i got new rules, i count ’em, hey
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

[bridge]
practice makes perfect
i’m still tryna learn it by heart
eat, sleep, and breathe it
rehe-rs- and repeat it, ’cause i (i got new rules, i count ’em)

[pre-chorus]
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

[chorus]
i got new rules, i count ’em (i love you guys)
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

[outro]
alright, we’re gonna need to sing this toegther
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
why? you’re gettin’ over him
that’s right!

- dua lipa lyrics

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