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 all be gray, but your picture 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 rain clouds up my window and I see at all And if I could it'd all be gray, but your 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 ain't I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in You not have got 'em It probably was a problem at the post office or
I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, it, what's been up man, how's your daughter? My pregnant 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 about uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably this 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, shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to Truly yours, biggest fan, this is Stan
My gone cold, I'm wondering 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 it's 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 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 still ain't called or wrote, I you have the chance I ain't mad, I think 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 have signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother, man,he's only 6 old We waited in the blistering for you for 4 hours 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 ain't that mad, but I just like bein' lied to when we met in Denver, you said if I write to you You would write back, see, I'm just you in a way I knew my father neither He used to cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're sayin' in songs So when I have a shitty day, I drift and put 'em on 'Cause I really got shit else, so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo your name across the chest
Sometimes I cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a rush for me See, everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk you 24/7
But she don't know you like I 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 ever lose yours, Stan. PS, we should be together too
My tea's gone cold, I'm 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 it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Mr. "I'm too good to or write my fans" This'll be the last I ever send your ass It's been six and still no word, I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters, I the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I 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 song by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?
About that guy who could have saved that other guy drowning? But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found That's kinda how this is, you have rescued me from drowning Now it's too late, I'm on a downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all o' your pictures off the I love you Slim, we have been together, think 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 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 screaming in the trunk
But I didn't her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you if she suffocates, she'll 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 send this shit
My tea's 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 picture on my It reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is Look, I'm really you would call your daughter that And an autograph for your brother, I wrote 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 shit intentionally, just to diss you And what's this shit you said about you like to cut your too? I say that shit just dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you some counselin' To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get down And what's shit about us meant to be together? type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need other Or maybe you just need to treat her I hope you get to read letter I just hope it reaches you in
Before you hurt yourself, I think you'd be doin' just fine If you'd relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you, but Stan Why are you so Try to understand that I do want 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 over a 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 Come to think it his name was, it was you, damn