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

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

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 you've had is gone away

So 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 high Don't leave me dry