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