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 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'll 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 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 It's the best thing that you ever had The best thing that you ever, ever had It's the best thing that you ever had The best thing has gone away, oh, oh Don't leave me high Don't leave me dry Don't leave me high Don't leave me dry Don't leave me high Don't leave me dry