Are you high?
Baby I
Know that you're not fine
Are you blind?
Or pretending blindness to sruvive?
I could slap you in your face
But I'm too polite
Honey, Tell me about your crises at midnight

Baby, I tried to hide my consern but I
Feel some tears in my eyes
Every Time I
See your pics in my phone
And your happy smile
Am I high or just pretending to be fine?

Baby, Jane
That's the way it goes
Life's made of high and lows
It forces you to grow

Oh, my love
Find strength into your soul
Set fire to your house of ghosts
You're made by fire'nd stone

Well, jane, I'll take care of your brother
Run jane, I'll explain to your mother
Go jane, I can handle your father
It's time to prove you can be samarther