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
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
So you say there are spaces open and
belive me there's days longer than nights.
And you will be happy
the minute you try, but you don't try.No you 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 if only you'd try. So won't you
try? Won't you try?"