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'll be the one who cannot talk

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'll 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 ever had,

The best thing that you ever, ever had.

She's the best thing you have had,

The best thing you have had has gone away.



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

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

No, no...no

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