New Rules Guitar Chords Dua Lipa

New Rules Guitar Chords Dua Lipa

[Intro]
Am
One, one, one…

[Verse 1]
Am
Talkin’ in my sleep at night
F
Makin’ myself crazy
F
(Out of my mind, out of my mind)
Am
Wrote it down and read it out
Hopin’ it would save me
F
(Too many times, too many times)
Am
My love, he makes me feel like nobody else
F
Nobody else
Am
But my love, he doesn’t love me, so I tell myself
F
I tell myself

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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
Am
I keep pushin’ forwards, but he keeps pullin’ me backwards
F
(Nowhere to turn) no way
(Nowhere to turn) no
Am
Now I’m standing back from it, I finally see the pattern
F
(I never learn, I never learn)
Am
But my love, he doesn’t love me, so I tell myself
I tell myself
F
I do, I do, I do

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

[Chorus]
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

[Bridge]
Am
Practice makes perfect
F G
I’m still tryna’ learn it by heart
(I got new rules, I count ’em)
Am
Eat, sleep, and breathe it
F G
Rehearse and repeat it, ’cause I
Am
(I got new, I got new, I…)

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

[Chorus]
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

[Outro]
Am
Don’t let him in, don’t let him in
F G
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t
Am
Don’t be his friend, don’t be his friend
F G
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t
Am
Don’t let him in, don’t let him in
F G
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t
Am
Don’t be his friend, don’t be his friend
F G
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t
Am
You gettin’ over him

1 year ago

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