New Rules - Dua Lipa

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One, one, one...

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Talkin' in my sleep at night
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Makin' myself crazy
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(Out of my mind, out of my mind)
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Wrote it down and read it out
Hopin' it would save me
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(Too many times, too many times)
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My love, he makes me feel like nobody else
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Nobody else
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But my love, he doesn't love me, so I tell myself
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I tell myself

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One, don't pick up the phone
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You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone
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Two, don't let him in
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You'll have to kick him out again
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Three, don't be his friend
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You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning
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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
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      I gotta tell them to myself
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      I got new rules, I count 'em
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      I gotta tell them to myself

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I keep pushin' forwards, but he keeps pullin' me backwards
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(Nowhere to turn) no way
(Nowhere to turn) no
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Now I'm standing back from it, I finally see the pattern
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(I never learn, I never learn)
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But my love, he doesn't love me, so I tell myself
I tell myself
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I do, I do, I do

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One, don't pick up the phone
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You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone
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Two, don't let him in
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You'll have to kick him out again
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Three, don't be his friend
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You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning
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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
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      I gotta tell them to myself
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      I got new rules, I count 'em
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      I gotta tell them to myself

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Practice makes perfect
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I'm still tryna' learn it by heart
(I got new rules, I count 'em)
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Eat, sleep, and breathe it
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Rehearse and repeat it, 'cause I
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(I got new, I got new, I...)

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One, don't pick up the phone
F                             G
You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone
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Two, don't let him in
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You'll have to kick him out again
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Three, don't be his friend
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You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning
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And if you're under him, you ain't getting over him

I got new rules, I count 'em
Am  F                G
      I got new rules, I count 'em
Am  F                  G
      I gotta tell them to myself
Am  F                 G
      I got new rules, I count 'em
Am  F                 G
      I gotta tell them to myself

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Don't let him in, don't let him in
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Don't, don't, don't, don't
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Don't be his friend, don't be his friend
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Don't, don't, don't, don't
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Don't let him in, don't let him in
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Don't, don't, don't, don't
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Don't be his friend, don't be his friend
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Don't, don't, don't, don't
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You gettin' over him