high & dry
Two jumps in a week,
I bet you think thats pretty clever dont you boy.
Flying on your motorcycle,
watching all the ground beneath you drop.
Youd kill yourself for recognition,
kill yourself to never ever stop.
You broke another mirror,
youre turning into something you are not.
Dont leave me high, dont leave me dry
Dont leave me high, dont leave me dry
Drying up in conversation,
you will be the one you cannot talk.
All your insides fall to pieces,
you just sit there wishing you could still make love.
Theyre the ones wholl hate you
when you think youve got the world all succeed out.
Theyre the ones wholl spit at you,
you will be the one screaming out.
Its the best thing that youve ever had,
the best thing that youve ever, ever had.
Its the best thing that youve ever,
the best thing you have ever had, has gone away.
Radiohead
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