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chords | learn to play High And Dry

A, B, E, Gbm

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 draw

You'd kill yourself for recognition

Kill yourself to never ever stop

You broke another 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 conversation

You will be the one who cannot talk

All your insights 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 sewsed 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