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 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
 Ohh, and they're the ones who'll hate you
 When you think you've got the world all figured out
 Oh, 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
 No, oo-oooh, ohh
 No, oo-oooh, ooh
 No, oo-oooh, oooh
 Oo-ooh, ooh
 Oh, it's the best thing that you've ever had
 The best thing that you've ever, ever had
 It's the best thing that you've ever had
 The best thing that you've had is gone away