My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain cloud touched my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it would all be gray
I put your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad it's not so bad
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've got 'em
There probably was a problem
At the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways f**k it 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'ma call her
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle
Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over
Some b***h who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this
Every day but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground
S**t that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your
Posters and your pictures man
I like the s**t you did
With Rawkus too that s**t was phat
Anyways I hope you get this
Man hit me back
Just to chat truly yours
Your biggest fan this is Stan
My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain cloud touched my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it would all be gray
I put your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Slim you still ain't called or
Wrote hope you have a chance
I ain't mad I just think it's
F**ked up you don't answer fans
If you don't wanna to talk
To me outside your concert
You didn't have to
But you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother
Man he's only six years old
We waited in the blisterin' cold
For you for four hours
And you just said no
That's pretty shitty man
You're like his f**kin' 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'd 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 sayin'
In your songs
So when I have a shitty day
I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got s**t else
So that s**t 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
It's like adrenaline
The pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real
And I respect you 'cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause
I talk about you 247
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
PS we should be together too
My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain cloud touched my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it would all be gray
I put your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
And the story isn't over, but I have to tell the truth
I know I couldn't do it justice, only one who could is you
Because I idolized you Marshall, and nobody understands
Maybe I'm a little crazy, maybe I am just like Stan, d
My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain cloud touched my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it would all be gray
I put your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad it's not so bad
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've got 'em
There probably was a problem
At the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways f**k it 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'ma call her
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle
Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over
Some b***h who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this
Every day but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground
S**t that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your
Posters and your pictures man
I like the s**t you did
With Rawkus too that s**t was phat
Anyways I hope you get this
Man hit me back
Just to chat truly yours
Your biggest fan this is Stan
My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain cloud touched my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it would all be gray
I put your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Slim you still ain't called or
Wrote hope you have a chance
I ain't mad I just think it's
F**ked up you don't answer fans
If you don't wanna to talk
To me outside your concert
You didn't have to
But you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother
Man he's only six years old
We waited in the blisterin' cold
For you for four hours
And you just said no
That's pretty shitty man
You're like his f**kin' 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'd 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 sayin'
In your songs
So when I have a shitty day
I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got s**t else
So that s**t 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
It's like adrenaline
The pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real
And I respect you 'cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause
I talk about you 247
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
PS we should be together too
My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain cloud touched my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it would all be gray
I put your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
And the story isn't over, but I have to tell the truth
I know I couldn't do it justice, only one who could is you
Because I idolized you Marshall, and nobody understands
Maybe I'm a little crazy, maybe I am just like Stan, d