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 in to something that your 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. There 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
[piano solo]
It's the best thing you have ever had, it's the best thing you have ever had.
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
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