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chords | learn to play High And Dry

A, E, Gbm

Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever, don't you boy?

Flyin' on your motorcycle, watchin' all the ground beneath you drop

You kill yourself for recognition, kill yourself to never, ever stop

You've broken love a mirror, you're turning into something 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 the conversation, you'll be the one who can't talk

And all your insides fall to pieces, you just sip and wish that you could still make love

They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've kept the world all sussed out

They're the ones who'll spin at you, you'll be the ones screaming out.