My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain 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 gone cold, I'm wondering 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 your on my wall It reminds me that 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 phone at the bottom I sent two letters in autumn You not have got 'em It probably was a problem at the office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, been up man, how's your daughter? My pregnant too, I'm out to be a father If I a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie
I read your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't him I know you hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with
I got a room full of posters and your pictures, man I like the shit you did Ruckus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan
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 all be gray, but your 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 ever send 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 still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have the I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer If you didn't want to talk to me outside your you didn't have to But you could signed an autograph for Matthew
my little brother, man,he's only 6 years old We waited in the cold for you for 4 hours and ya just said no That's pretty shitty man, you're like his idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you than I do
I ain't that mad, but I don't like bein' lied to when we met in Denver, you said if I write to you You would back, see, I'm just like you in a way I never my father neither He used to always on my mom and beat her
I can relate to you're sayin' 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 shit when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo with your across the chest
Sometimes I even cut 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 you 'cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I you, Slim, no one does She don't what it was like for people like us growing up You've gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll lose 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 rain clouds up my window and I see at all And even if I it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad
Dear Mr. "I'm too good to or write my fans" This'll be the last package I send your ass It's been six months and no word, I don't deserve it? I you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the Hey Slim, "I drank a of vodka, ya dare me to drive?" You know that song by Collins from "The Air In The Night"?
About that guy who could saved that other guy from drowning? But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his show he him? That's kinda how this is, you could have rescued me from Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a I hope you know I all o' your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we could been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream, I you can't sleep and you scream about it I your conscious eats at you and you can't breathe without me See Slim, up bitch, I'm trying to talk Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the
But I didn't slit her throat, I just 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 to send this shit out?
My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my and I can't see at all And if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Stan, I to write you sooner, but I've just been busy You said girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really you would call your daughter that And here's an autograph for your brother, I it on your starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must have you Don't I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you And what's this shit you said about you to cut your wrists too? I say that shit clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need counselin' To help your ass from off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet other
I really think you and your girlfriend need other Or maybe you just to treat her better I hope you get to this letter I just it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just If you'd relax a little, I'm glad that I you, but Stan Why are you so mad? Try to understand I do want you as a fan I just want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car a bridge And had his girlfriend in the and she was pregnant with his kid And in the car they found a but it didn't say who it was to Come to think about it his name was, it was you,