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

You'd 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 It's the best thing that you have ever had

It's the best thing that you have ever had Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry

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