My tea's cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning clouds up my window And I see at all And even if I could all be gray, Put your picture on my It reminds me, it's not so bad, not so bad
My tea's cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my And I see at all And even if I could all be gray, Put picture on my wall It me, that it's not so bad, not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you not-a got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, what's up? Man how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a her? I'm a name her I read your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the shit that you did with Skam I got a room of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did Rawkus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back, to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is
Dear Slim, you ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer If you didn't wanna to me outside your concert You didn't have to, but you signed an autograph for Matthew That's my brother man, he's only six years old We waited in the cold for you, For four hours and you said, "No." That's shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol He wants to be just like you man, he you more than I do I ain't mad though, I just don't like bein' lied to Remember when we met in Denver, you if I'd write you you would write back, See I'm just you in a way I never knew my neither, He used to always cheat on my mom and her I can relate to what saying in your songs So when I have a shitty day, I away and put 'em on 'Cause I don't really got shit else so that helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of name across the chest I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the is such a sudden rush for me See you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one She don't know what it was like for people like us up, you gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll lose Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be too
My gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my And I see at all And if I could it'll all be gray, Put your on my wall It me, that it's not so bad, not so bad
Dear Mister "I'm Too To Call Or Write My Fans", will be the last package I ever send your ass It's six months and still no word, I don't deserve it? I know you got my two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I you hear it I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the Hey Slim, I drank a of vodka, You me to drive? You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night" that guy who could a saved that other guy from drowning But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he him? kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm And all I wanted was a letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think it You it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't and you scream about it I hope your conscience at you and you can't breathe without me See Slim, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk! Hey Slim, my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk But I didn't slit her throat, I tied her up, see I ain't like you 'Cause if she suffocates suffer more, and then she'll die too Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to this shit out?
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is Look, I'm really flattered you call your daughter that And here's an autograph for brother, I wrote it on the cap I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must of missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut wrists too? I say that just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you need counseling To help ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what's this about us meant to be together? That type of shit make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each Or you just need to treat her better I you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time Before you hurt yourself, I think that be doin' just fine If you relax a little, I'm I inspire you but Stan Why are you so mad? Try to understand, I do want you as a fan I just don't you to do some crazy shit I this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car a bridge And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was with his kid And in the car they found a tape, but they say who it was to Come to think about, his was, it was you Damn!