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
Oh, drying up in conversation
You will be the one who cannot talk
When all your insides fall to pieces
You just sit there wishing you could still make love
And they're the ones who'll hate you
When you think you've got the world all sussed out
And they're the ones who'll spit at you
You will be the one whose screaming out
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
Oh, it's the best thing that you've ever had
The best thing that you've ever had your way, your way
Yes, it's the best thing that you've ever had
The best thing that you've ever had has gone away, gone away
So, don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
Don't leave me dry
Don't leave me dry
