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Two jumps in a week, I tell you
Think you're pretty clever, don't you, boy?
Riding on your motorcycle
Watching all the ground beneath you dry
You kill yourself for recognition
You kill yourself to never ever stop
You've broken out the mirror
And you're turning into someone 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
And all your insides fall to pieces
And you just sit there wondering if you can still make love
All your friends, they will hate on you
When you think you've got the world figured out
Those are the ones who will spit on you
You'll be sitting, screaming out
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry