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CHORUS
My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin' why
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
(The whole song continues in that chord progression)
My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin' why
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
1ST VERSE
Dear Slim, I wrote you, but you still ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in Autumn, you must not have got 'em
There probably was a problem with the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyway, what's been up man, how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call her
I'm a name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some b**** who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got that underground s*** that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like that s*** you did with Rawkus too, that s*** was phat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back
Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan
CHORUS
My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin' why
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
2ND VERSE
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance,
I ain't mad, I think it's just f***** up that you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you could've signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you
For four hours and you just said no
That's pretty s****y man, you're like his f***ing idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like being lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I write you
You would write back, see I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither
He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in your songs
So when I have a s****y day, I drift away and put em on
Cause I don't really got s*** else, so that s*** helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
Its like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everthing you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous, because I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, p.s.
We should be together too
My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin' why
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
3RD VERSE
Dear Mr I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans
This'll be the last package I ever send your a**
It's been six months and still no words
I don't deserve it
I know you got my last two letters
I wrote the addresses on them perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doin' 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, dare me to drive?
You know that song by Phil Collins, In the Air of the Night
About that guy who could've saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, but Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him
That's kinda how this is, you could've rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a 1,000 downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off my wall
I love you Slim, we could've been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up b****, I'm trying to talk
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more, then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost under the bridge now
Oh s***, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this s*** out?
My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin' why
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
4TH VERSE
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been busy
You say your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that
And here's an autograph for your brother
I wrote it on this Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must've missed you
Don't think I did that s*** intentionally just to dis you
But what's that s*** you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that s*** just clownin' dog
C'mon, how f***ed up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counseling
To keep your a** from bouncin' off the walls when you get down some
And what's this s*** about us meant to be together?
That type of s*** will make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine
If you relax a little, I'm glad that I inspire you, but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy s***
I seen this one s*** on the news a couple of weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in his trunk and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they found a tape, didn't say who it was to
Come to think about it, his name was, it was you...
Damn
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About this song: Stan
"Stan" tells the fictional story of a fan who is obsessed with Eminem and writes to him without receiving a reply. The first three verses are delivered by Eminem as Stan, while the fourth verse is Eminem attempting to write to Stan, only to realize that he had already heard about Stan's death on the news. This song samples the song Thank You by Dido.
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