Uila and Maple lyrics

[Intro]
Uh oh, uh oh
Oh-oo-oh-oh
f*ck with me she said
Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh
I I

[Chorus]
Black lines  alive under my eyes
She type; "your never going to love right"
Stay up, you're never going to sleep right
Save up, cause you're never going to work right
Blow up, its gonna happen overnight
Fall off, it'll probably happen overnight
Cut all ties clean with a kitchen knife
So I don't gotta worry, walking round a tightrope
With the words I wrote, and the verse I spoke
But you're all I know, so works I know
Get your purse lets go
I don't wanna let go I’m the worst I know

[Bridge]
Sideline
I'm alright, I'm alright
Sideline
I'm alright, I'm alright, yeah
[Verse 1]
Two by four on the door, don't come through
No one understand, not another I could talk too
Southside baby, I'm the east when I run through
Fake love don't mean sh*t when she f*ck too
What's so wrong with I just wanna love you
Maybe take it back girl I don't wanna love you
Right left right in the middle looking confused
Tying lose ends girl nothing I could undo
She pop it like a bubble so I press her like a button
She got me seeing double, and she's looking into her [?]
So I just like to mumble with the breath standing over
Tap em on the shoulder maybe you could point me towards the happy ending
Rainbow
But she got volcanoes
Went out to eat she slip under the table
"Girl what are we?" she said "I don't like labels"
"I prefer shots of Uila with the Maple"
To make me feel better
Girl rip up my letters, then make me feel better
No longer my center, then make me feel better
Cause I used to let her  make me feel better
Under the weather was optional temper
Tell me to keep my head up like when ever where ever
However
[Chorus]
Black lines  alive under my eyes
She type; "your never going to love right"
Stay up, you're never going to sleep right
Save up, cause you're never going to work right
Blow up, its gonna happen overnight
Fall off, it'll probably happen overnight
Cut all ties clean with a kitchen knife
So I don't gotta worry, walking round a tightrope
With the words I wrote, and the verse I spoke
But you're all I know, so works I know
Get your purse lets go
I don't wanna let—

[Outro]
She pop it like a bubble so I press her like a button
She got me seeing double, and she's looking into her [?]
So I just like to mumble with the breath standing over
Tap em on the shoulder maybe you could point me towards the happy ending
Rainbow
But she got volcanoes
Went out to eat she slip under the table
"Girl what are we?" she said "I don't like labels"
"I prefer shots of Uila with the Maple"