My teas gone cold Im wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I cant see at all
And even if I could itll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that its not so bad
Its not so bad
My teas gone cold Im wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I cant see at all
And even if I could itll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that its not so bad
Its not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote but you still aint callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got em
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot em
But anyways; fuck it, whats been up? Man hows your daughter
My girlfriends pregnant too, Im bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what Ima call her
Ima name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too Im sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didnt want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but Im your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back
Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan
My teas gone cold Im wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I cant see at all
And even if I could itll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that its not so bad
Its not so bad
Dear Slim, you still aint called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I aint mad I just think its fucked up you dont answer fans
If you didnt wanna talk to me outside your concert
You didnt have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, hes only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you
Four hours and you just said, no
That's pretty shitty man youre like his fuckin idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just dont like bein lied to
Remember when we met in Denver you said if Id write you
You would write back see Im just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither
He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what youre saying in your songs
So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put em on
Cause I dont really got shit else so that shit helps when Im depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriends jealous cause I talk about you 24/7
But she dont know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She dont know what it was like for people like us growin up
You gotta call me man, Ill be the biggest fan youll ever lose
Sincerely yours, stan PS
We should be together too
My teas gone cold Im wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I cant see at all
And even if I could itll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that its not so bad
Its not so bad
Dear mister I'm too good to call or write my fans
Thisll be the last package I ever send your ass
Its been six months and still no word I don't deserve it
I know you got my last two letters
I wrote the addresses on em perfect
So this is my cassette Im sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive
You know the song by phil collins, in the air of the night
About that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
But didnt, then Phil saw it all, then at aa show he found him
Thats kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now its too late I'm on a 1000 downers now, Im drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you cant sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you cant sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you cant breathe without me
See slim, shut up bitch! Im tryin to talk
Hey Slim, thats my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
But I didnt slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
Cause if she suffocates shell suffer more, and then shell die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, howm I supposed to send this shit out
My teas gone cold Im wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I cant see at all
And even if I could itll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that its not so bad
Its not so bad
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriends pregnant now, how far along is she
Look, Im really flattered you would call your daughter that
And heres an autograph for your brother
I wrote it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didnt see you at the show, I musta missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But whats this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too
I say that shit just clownin dogg
Come on how fucked up is you
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And whats this shit about us meant to be together
That type of shitll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that youll be doin just fine
If you relax a little, Im glad I inspire you but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just dont want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they found a tape, but they didnt say who it was to
Come to think about, his name was it was you
Damn