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