letra de new rules (piano acoustic) - dua lipa
talkin’ in my sleep at night, makin’ myself crazy
wrote it down and read it out, hopin’ it would save me
my love, he makes me feel like n0body else, n0body 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 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
i keep pushin’ forwards, but he keeps pullin’ me backwards
now i’m standin’ back from it, i finally see the pattern
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 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
eat, sleep, and breathe it
rehe-rs- and repeat it, ’cause i…
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
(don’t let him in, don’t let him in – don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t…)
i got new rules, i count ’em
(don’t be his friend, don’t be his friend – don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t…)
i gotta tell them to myself
(don’t let him in, don’t let him in – don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t…)
i got new rules, i count ’em
(don’t be his friend, don’t be his friend – don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t…)
i gotta tell them to myself
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