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 your on my wall It reminds me it's 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 clouds up my window and I can't see at all And if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in You must not got 'em It was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, been up man, how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm out to be a If I have a daughter, guess I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with
I got a room full of your and your pictures, man I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, to chat Truly yours, biggest fan, this is Stan
My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all The rain 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
Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this will be the last package i ever send your ass. its 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 you have the chance I ain't mad, I just it's fucked up you don't answer fans If you didn't want to talk to me outside concert you didn't have to But you could have an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother, man,he's 6 years old We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 and ya just said no That's pretty man, you're like his fuckin' idol He to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I that mad, but I just don't like bein' lied to Remember when we met in Denver, you if I write to you You would write back, see, I'm like you in a way I never knew my neither He to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what sayin' in your songs So I have a shitty day, I drift 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 your name across the chest
I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden for me See, everything you say is real, and I you 'cause you tell it My girlfriend's 'cause I talk 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've gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll lose Sincerely yours, Stan. PS, we be together too
My gone 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 could it'd all be gray, but your on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad
Dear Mr. "I'm too good to call or my fans" This'll be the last package I ever send ass It's been six months and 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 hope you it I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the Hey Slim, "I a fifth of vodka, ya dare me to drive?" You know that song by Collins from "The Air In The Night"?
About that guy who could have saved that other guy from But didn't? Phil saw it all then at his show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you could have rescued me from Now it's too late, I'm on a downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a I hope you know I ripped all o' your off the wall I love you Slim, we have been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream, I hope you can't and you scream about it I hope your 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 in the trunk
But I didn't her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you 'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more and she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I to send this shit out?
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 could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad
Dear Stan, I to write you sooner, but I've just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is 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 think I did that intentionally, just to diss you And this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?
You got issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin' To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get some And this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to each other
I really you and your girlfriend need each other Or maybe you just need to her better I hope you get to this letter I just hope it you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think you'd be doin' just fine If you'd relax a little, I'm glad that I you, but Stan Why are you so Try to understand that I do want you as a fan I just want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a 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 pregnant his kid And in the car they a tape but it didn't say who it was to to think about it his name was, it was you, damn