Do what you want to do, it's ok
It's OK

I don't know what you expect from me
But I got a feeling that your not going away
And not to say I don't like your company
I guess I'll just turn my head the other way
It looks like you've won over me
These feelings are controlling me

Do what you want to do, it's ok
It's OK

It's ok it's ok it's ok it's ok
It's ok it's ok it's ok it's ok

You got your head on my shoulder
While your hand is on his crotch
You want to drown in my feelings
Cause you can not feel yours
You just swin in denial
Because of what your told
And I'm sorry to tell ya
That it's getting really old

Getting really old, getting really old,
getting really old, getting really old
Getting really old, getting really old,
getting really old, getting really old

Do what you want to do, it's ok
I'll just look the other way
Do what you want to do, it's ok
I'll just look the other way