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
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

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