High And Dry

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

Kill yourself for recognition

Kill yourself to never ever stop

You broke another mirror

And 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 once who'll spit at you

And 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

Oh, it's the best thing that you ever had

The best thing that you ever, ever had

Yeah, it's the best thing that you ever had

The best thing that you had is gone away

Don't leave me high

Don't leave me dry

Don't leave me high

Don't leave me dry