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 
You´d 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 have ever had 
It´s the best thing that you have ever had 
 
Don´t leave me high, don´t leave me dry 
Don´t leave me high, don´t leave me dry