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 could it'd all be gray, but your on my wall It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
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 on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but you ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom I two letters back in autumn You not have got 'em It probably was a problem at the office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, been up man, how's your daughter? My girlfriend's too, I'm out to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what call her? I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your fan I got the underground shit that you did with ScamZ
I got a room full of posters and your pictures, man I like the you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back, just to chat Truly yours, your biggest fan, this is
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 picture on my wall It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Mr i'm too good to call or my fans, this will be the last package i ever 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 or wrote, I hope you have the chance I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't 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 brother, man,he's only 6 years old We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 and ya just said no That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' He wants to be just you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad, but I don't like bein' lied to Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I 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 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 is such a sudden rush for me See, you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it My jealous 'cause 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 ever Sincerely yours, Stan. PS, we should be too
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 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 Mr. "I'm too good to call or my fans" be the last package I ever 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 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 have saved that other guy from drowning? But didn't? Then saw it all then at his show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you could have me from drowning 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' pictures 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 you can't sleep and you scream 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 girlfriend in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I like you 'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more and 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 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 it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but just been busy You said your girlfriend's now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter And here's an for your brother, I wrote it on your starter cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must have missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally, just to you And this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that just clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some To your ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get down some And this shit about us meant to be together? That of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each Or maybe you just to treat her better I hope you get to this letter I just it reaches you in time
Before you yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just fine If you'd a little, I'm glad that I inspire you, but Stan Why are you so mad? Try to understand that I do you as a fan I just 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 and drove his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was pregnant his kid And in the car found a tape but it didn't say who it was to to think about it his name was, it was you, damn