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
Oh 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.
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 high,
Don't leave me high,
Don't leave me dry