| Singer | Dua Lipa | 
| Genre | Pop New Rules Lyrics One, One | 
| Language | English | 
| Album | Dua Lipa | 
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
 oh, 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 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
 you 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
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 he’s only calling ’cause he’s drunk and alone
 two, don’t let him in
 you 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 (baby you know i count ’em
 i’ve gotta tell them to myself
 don’t let him in, don’t let him in
 don’t be his friend, don’t be his friend
 don’t let him in, don’t let him in
 don’t be his friend, don’t be his friend
 you ain’t getting over him….