New Rules (Live)

Wow, San Diego thank you so much for such an amazing evening Now this is our last song You guys ready to party? 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, c'mon (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 Let me hear you 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 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 So I keep pushin' forwards but he keeps pullin' me backwards (Nowhere to turn, no way) (Nowhere to turn, no) Now I'm standin' 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 (what do I say?) I tell myself I do, I do, I do 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 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) 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 (hey) I got new rules, I count 'em (woo) I gotta tell them to myself I got new rules, I count 'em San Diego let me see you drop it (hey, hey) I gotta tell them to myself Don't let him in, don't let him in (jump, jump, jump) 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 (hey) 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're gettin' over him San Diego make some noise Thank you so much I love you, we love you and we'll be back My name is Dua Lipa, I love you, goodnight