High and dry

Two jumps in a weekI bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy?Flying on your motorcycle,Watching all the ground beneath you dropYou'd kill yourself for recognition,Kill yourself to never ever stopYou broke another mirror,You're turning into something you are notDon't leave me high, don't leave me dryDon't leave me high, don't leave me dryDrying up in conversation,You will be the one who cannot talkAll your insides fall to pieces,You just sit there wishing you could still make loveThey're the ones who'll hate youWhen you think you've got the world all sussed outThey're the ones who'll spit at you,You will be the one screaming outDon't leave me high, don't leave me dryDon't leave me high, don't leave me dryIt's the best thing that you ever had,The best thing that you ever, ever hadIt's the best thing that you ever had,The best thing you ever had has gone away