My tea's gone cold I'm why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain up my window And I see at all And even if I could all be gray, Put picture on my wall It reminds me, that not so bad, not so bad
My gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The rain clouds up my window And I see at all And even if I it'll all be gray, Put your picture on my It reminds me, that not so bad, not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the I two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There probably was a problem at the office or somethin' Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm to be a father If I have a daughter, guess I'm a call her? I'm a her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm I had a friend kill himself some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your fan I even got the underground shit that you did with I got a room of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with too, that shit was fat Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back, Just to chat, yours, your biggest fan This is
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you a chance I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you answer fans If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's only six old We waited in the cold for you, For four hours and you said, "No." That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein' to Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you write back, See I'm just you in a way I knew my father neither, He to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're saying in your So when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on 'Cause I don't really got shit else so that helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your 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 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 you like I know you Slim, no one does She don't know it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man, be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we be together too
My gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The rain clouds up my window And I see at all And if I could it'll all be gray, Put your picture on my It me, that it's not so bad, not so bad
Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Or Write My Fans", This be the last package I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word, I deserve it? I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em 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 drank a of vodka, You dare me to You the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night" About that guy who could a saved other guy from drowning But didn't, then Phil saw it all, at a a show he found him? That's how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand now, I'm drowsy And all I wanted was a lousy or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your off the wall I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think it You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you about it I hope your eats at you and you can't breathe without me See Slim, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk! Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't you 'Cause if she suffocates suffer more, and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I been busy You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call daughter that And an autograph for your brother, I it on the Starter cap I'm I didn't see you at the show, I must of missed you Don't I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut wrists too? I say that just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I you need some counseling To help your ass from bouncing off the walls you get down some And what's this shit us meant to be together? That type of shit make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your need each other Or maybe you just to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in Before you hurt yourself, I think you'll be doin' just fine If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but 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 seen this one shit on the 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 with his kid And in the car found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to think about, his was, it was you Damn!