Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't
you boy.
Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you
drop.
You'd kill yourself for recognition, kill yourself to never ever
stop.
You broke another mirror, you're turning into something you are
not.

Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry

Drying up in conversation, you will be the one WHO cannot talk.
All your insides fall to pieces, you just sit there wishing you
could still make love
They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the
world all sourced out
They're the ones who'll spit at you. You will be the one
screaming out.

Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry

It's the best thing that you've ever had, the best thing that
you've ever, ever
had.
It's the best thing that you've ever had, the best thing you've
had has gone away.

Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry