"The Rules" lyrics

"The Rules"

Living it up for tonight
Radio charm for tonight
I'm giving it up, giving it up
Giving it up with no fight
I see your changing relief
Isn't a story she's breaking
A love forsaken anyway

You always seem so happy
When we look what we have done
Give me some time, give me some time
Give me some charm for once
I see the tears in your eyes
Leaving no choice am I right?
I can let her down, she's gone anyway

What's your secret baby?
I'm walking on the dust of your mistakes
Despite your secret bottles
I could love you tonight
Abide by the rules
I must see the rules girl

We have promises and secrets
That we kept behind the door
It seems we're only whispers in the dark
Living it up for tonight
Radio charm for tonight
Giving it up, giving it up
Giving it up with no fight

What's your secret baby?
I'm walking on the dust of your mistakes
Despite your secret bottles
I could love you tonight
Abide by the rules
I miss you the most

I must see the rules girl
I must see the rules

What's your secret baby?
I'm walking on the dust of your mistakes
Despite your secret bottles
I could love you tonight
Abide by the rules


Writer(s): Arnaud Bordas, Francois Ernie, Emmanuel Barichasse, Jose Fontao, Romain Della Valle
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