Cover of Dua Lipa's "New Rules", by Krizz Solano. Available now!
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• Cover art by Bryan Monterrosa
Lyrics
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)
Oh, she makes me feel like nobody else
Nobody else
But my love, she doesn't love me
So I tell myself, I tell myself
One, don't pick up the phone
You know she's only calling 'cause she's drunk and alone
Two, don't let her in
You'll have to kick her out again
Three, don't be her friend
You know you're gonna wake up in her bed in the morning
And if you're under her
You ain't getting over her
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 she keeps pullin' me backwards
(Too many times, too many times)
Now I'm standing back from it
I finally see the pattern
(Too many times, too many times)
But my love, she 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 she's only calling 'cause she's drunk and alone
Two, don't let her in
You'll have to kick her out again
Three, don't be her friend
You know you're gonna wake up in her bed in the morning
And if you're under her
You ain't getting over her
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
Practice makes perfect
I'm still tryna' learn it by heart
Eat, sleep, and breathe it
Rehearse and repeat it 'cause I (I, I, I)
One, don't pick up the phone
You know she's only calling 'cause she's drunk and alone
Two, don't let her in
You'll have to kick her out again
Three, don't be her friend
You know you're gonna wake up in her bed in the morning
And if you're under her
You ain't getting over her
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 (baby you know I count 'em)
I've gotta tell them to myself
Don't let her in, don't let her in
Don't be her friend, don't be her friend
Don't let her in, don't let her in
Don't be her friend, don't be her friend
You're getting over her
