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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
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
Verse 1
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
Verse 2
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
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
Verse 3
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?
[Instrumental] x2
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
Verse 4
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...
Ending
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