| Two jumps in a week, I bet you
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| Think that’s pretty clever, don’t you, boy
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| Flying on your motorcycle
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| Watching all the ground beneath you drop
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| You’d kill yourself for recognition
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| Kill yourself to never, ever stop
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| You broke another mirror
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| You’re turning into something you are not
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| Don’t leave me high
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| Don’t leave me dry
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| Don’t leave me high
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| Don’t leave me dry
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| Drying up in conversation
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| You will be the one who cannot talk
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| All your insides fall to pieces
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| You just sit there wishing you could still make love
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| They’re the ones who’ll hate you
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| When you think you’ve got the world all figured out
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| They’re the ones who’ll spit at you
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| You will be the one screaming out
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| Don’t leave me high
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| Don’t leave me dry
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| Don’t leave me high
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| Don’t leave me dry
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| Oh, it’s the best thing that you’ve ever had
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| The best thing that you’ve ever, ever had
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| It’s the best thing that you’ve ever had
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| The best thing you’ve had has gone away |