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 sussed 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 have ever had,
it s the best thing that you have ever had.
Don t leave me high, don t leave me dry
Don t leave me high, don t leave me dry