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 you've had is gone away.

don't leave me high
don't leave me dry