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 you've had is gone away.



don't leave me high

don't leave me dry






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