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New Rules

Dua Lipa
One, one, 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 ' ve got new rules, I count ' em I ' ve got new rules, I count ' em I ' ve gotta tell them to myself I ' ve got new rules, I count ' em I ' ve 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 loves 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