Lyrics High and Dry - Betty Buckley

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 kill yourself for recognition
You kill yourself to never ever stop
You broke another mirror
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
All your insides fall to pieces
You just sit there wishing you could still make love

And they're the ones who'll hate you
When you think you've got the world all sussed out
And they're the once who'll spit at you
You'll 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

Oh, 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 have had has gone away

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 high
Don't leave me dry