It's Okay Lyrics - Singles - Tinie Tempah

[Hook - Labrinth] 

Girl I been a bad boo 

Baby don't you say, it's okay 

Did some things behind you 

Baby don't you say, it's okay 

Why don't you cry now? 

Why don't you cry now? 

Cause then I know you still feel something for me 

But I truly know it's over when I hear you say, it's okay 

[Verse 1] 

You told me you was down for whatever 

I thought you'd be around me forever 

She was my New York girl with some LA ambition and a really good christian 

She knocked me down like a featherweight 

Tryna fuck around with a heavyweight 

How the hell could you say in the middle of the night we should call it a day? 

I'd rather fucking do a bit of prison time 

You had the key to every single thing of mine 

My house, my car, my mother fucking heart 

I guess we didn't agree to the same deal 

I guess that she was tired of the same schpeel 

And now I'm immediately packing dialling 911 tryna tell a man (?) 

So runaway, run along, thought we were fake, thought we were wrong 

We were rogue, cause where men lie the women (?) 

I can't breathe I fucked up I need a drink, I want a smoke 

Cause I'm the cigareete butt of my own jokes 

Hands held high because my back against the ropes 

Blood is thicker than water, we were thicker than blood 

Now I'm feeling for something I can't touch 

Feelin' guilty while you were up in the club 

I been caught so who am I to judge? 

Tryna regain my composure 

I guess this is the end of the road huh? 

And after 25 times of hearing 

"Please leave a message after the tone" 

I know 

[Hook - Labrinth] 

Girl I been a bad boo 

Baby don't you say, it's okay 

Did some things behind you 

Baby don't you say, it's okay 

Why don't you cry now? 

Why don't you cry now? 

Cause then I know you still feel something for me 

But I truly know it's over when I hear you say, it's okay 

[Verse 2] 

I put the nail in the coffin 

Had a finger on the trigger 

She said we ever going down she taking everything with her 

Took something so good and made it redder than the colour on the bottom of her slippers 

And not a word from your mother 

Even though I make you suffer like a suffregette 

Busy? I was busy fucking around with another woman on the cover 

Like a Bryan Ferry album 

So runaway, run along, from the people of the places where you belong 

Just imagine the gossip in the salon 

Made me feel dumb for foolin' around with a blonde 

But love kills all things casually 

This is something like a Shakespeare tradegy 

And even though we ain't happily ever after 

I just hope that you're after happily