Lyrics New Rules - Dua Lipa, MRK

New Rules

Talking in my sleep at night
Making myself crazy
Wrote it down and read it out
Hopin' it would save me
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 his 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,
(Keep pushing)
I got new rules, I count 'em
I count 'em, I count 'em
I got new rules I count 'em
I gotta tell them to myself
I got new rules I count 'em
You ain’t getting over him
I got new rules I count 'em
I keep pushin' forwards, but he keeps pulling' me backwards
(Nowhere to turn) no way
(Nowhere to turn to) 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 gotta tell them to myself
I got new rules I count 'em
I gotta tell them to myself
(Oh, whoa-oh)
(Baby, you know I count 'em)
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 getting over him