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!
They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out
They're the ones who'll spit at you, you will 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've EVER HAD, the best thing that you've ever, ever had....
It's the best thing that you've ever had the best thing you've had has GONE AWAY!
don't leave me high.... don't leave me dryyyy
me facina el contras de la pared con mi sudadera... psicodelica...
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