Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New Rules, artist - Dua Lipa. Album song New Rules, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 02.11.2017
Record label: Dua Lipa, Warner Music UK
New Rules |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 (yeah) |
| You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone (and alone) |
| Two, don't let him in (no) |
| You'll have to kick him out again (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 |
| (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 |