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 dryDon’t leave me high, don’t leave me dryDrying 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 loveThey’re the ones who’ll hate youwhen you think you’ve got the world all sussed outThey’re the ones who’ll spit at youyou 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’ve ever had,the best thing that you’ve ever, ever had.
It’s the best thing that you’ve ever,the best thing you have ever had has gone away.Don’t leave me high, don’t leave me dryDon’t leave me high, don’t leave me dry.
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