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Two jumps in a week
I bet you think thatīs pretty clever donīt you boy?
Flying on your motorcycle,
Watching all the ground beneath you drop
Youīd kill yourself for recognition,
Kill yourself to never ever stop
You broke another mirror,
Youīre turning into something you are not
Donīt leave me high, donīt leave me dry
Donīt leave me high, donīt 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
Theyīre the ones whoīll hate you
When you think youīve got the world all sussed out
Theyīre the ones whoīll spit at you,
You will be the one screaming out
Donīt leave me high, donīt leave me dry
Donīt leave me high, donīt leave me dry
Itīs the best thing that you ever had,
The best thing that you ever, ever had
Itīs the best thing that you ever had,
The best thing you ever had has gone away
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Two jumps in a week
I bet you think thatīs pretty clever donīt you boy?
Flying on your motorcycle,
Watching all the ground beneath you drop
Youīd kill yourself for recognition,
Kill yourself to never ever stop
You broke another mirror,
Youīre turning into something you are not
Donīt leave me high, donīt leave me dry
Donīt leave me high, donīt 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
Theyīre the ones whoīll hate you
When you think youīve got the world all sussed out
Theyīre the ones whoīll spit at you,
You will be the one screaming out
Donīt leave me high, donīt leave me dry
Donīt leave me high, donīt leave me dry
Itīs the best thing that you ever had,
The best thing that you ever, ever had
Itīs the best thing that you ever had,
The best thing you ever had has gone away