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