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 ever had,   The best thing that you ever, ever had   It's the best thing that you ever had,   The best thing you ever had has gone away