There is a cat in the window of the house of my lover. Well she sleeps
  there alone now or perhaps with another but I try not to think about
  that. I try not to think at all. I get cocaine from this girl I met
  and my brother buys me alcohol. And I stay up all night walking
  through these houses I have grown to hate and my parents ask if I'm all
  right I say "I've just been staying up too late." I need to sleep. I
  need to do something to get this awful weight up off my chest and keep
  her pretty ghost from chasing me...You say there are spaces open and
  wide. You say there are days longer than nights. And I could be happy
  if only I'd try...but I don't try. I don't try. And you speak of a
  fever that burns you inside. As you explain to your mother how you
  have wanted to die. So she kisses your fingers and says "My Darling
  but why? When there is so much more. There is so much more. Do you
  know there are spaces open and wide. Believe me, there are days longer
  than nights. And you will be happy the minute you try. So won't you
  try? Won't you try?
    Thanks to ennna (crvena_roze@hotmail.com) for these lyrics