My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad
My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray, but picture on my wall It reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still callin' I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom I two letters back in autumn You must not got 'em It probably was a problem at the post office or
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, what's up man, how's your daughter? My girlfriend's too, I'm out to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call I'ma name her Bonnie
I read your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your fan I even got the underground that you did with ScamZ
I got a room full of your and your pictures, man I like the shit you did Ruckus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back, just to chat yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan
My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all The morning clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray, but picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad
Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this will be the last package i send your ass. its been six month still no word i dont deserve it, i know you got my last two letters i wrote the address on them perfect ain't called or wrote, I hope you have the chance I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you answer fans If you didn't want to talk to me outside your concert you didn't to But you have signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother, man,he's 6 years old We waited in the cold for you for 4 hours and ya just said no That's pretty 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, but I just don't like bein' lied to Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I to you You would write back, see, I'm just you in a way I never knew my father He used to always on my mom and beat her
I can to what you're sayin' in your songs So when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on 'Cause I don't really got shit else, so that shit helps when I'm I even got a tattoo with your name across the
I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you it My jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't you like I know you, Slim, no one does She don't know what it was for people like us growing up You've gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever yours, Stan. PS, we should be together too
My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Mr. "I'm too good to call or my fans" This'll be the last package I send your ass been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters, I the addresses on 'em perfect
So is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway Hey Slim, "I a fifth of vodka, ya dare me to drive?" You know that by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?
About that guy who could have saved that other guy from But didn't? Then Phil saw it all at his show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you could have me from drowning Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy or a call I hope you know I ripped all o' your off the wall I love you Slim, we could have been together, about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you about it
And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you about it I hope your eats at you and you can't breathe without me See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm to talk Hey Slim, that's my screaming in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I tied her up, see I ain't like you 'Cause if she suffocates, she'll 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 send this out?
My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've been busy You said girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your that And here's an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on your cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must have missed you Don't think I did shit intentionally, just to diss you And what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists I say that just clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need counselin' To help your ass bouncin' off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us to be together? That type of shit'll me not want us to meet each other
I think you and your girlfriend need each other Or maybe you just need to treat her I hope you get to read letter I just it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that be doin' just fine If you'd relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you, but Stan Why are you so mad? Try to understand that I do you as a fan I don't want 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 found a tape but it didn't say who it was to Come to think about it his name was, it was you,