Stan de Eminem

Dido:
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why
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'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so.
(x2)

Eminem:
Dear Slim, I wrote 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-a 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; fuck 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 bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan

Dido:
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why
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'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so.
(x2)

Eminem:
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna 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 blistering cold for you,
four hours and you just said, No.
That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin 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 bein 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 saying in your songs
so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so that shit 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 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 --
We should be together too

Dido:
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why
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'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so.
(x2)

Eminem:
Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I know 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 hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, In the Air of the Night
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 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 the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda 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; {*screaming*} Shut up bitch! I'm tryin 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, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out?
{*car tires squeal*} {*CRASH*}
.. {*brief silence*} .. {*LOUD splash*}

Dido:
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why
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'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so.
(x2)

Eminem:
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said 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 the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin dogg,
c'mon - how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll 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 just 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 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 shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his name it was you
Damn!

Dido:
Mi té se ha enfriado, me pregunto por qué
me levanté de la cama en absoluto
Las nubes de lluvia matutinas cubren mi
y no puedo ver nada en absoluto
Y aunque pudiera, todo sería gris,
pero tu foto en mi pared
me recuerda que no es tan malo,
no es tan.
(x2)

Eminem:
Querido Slim, escribí pero aún no has llamado
dejé mi móvil, mi pagers y mi teléfono fijo al final
Envié dos cartas el otoño pasado, debes no haberlas recibido
Probablemente hubo un problema en la oficina de correos o algo así
A veces escribo direcciones demasiado desordenadas cuando las anoto
pero bueno; a la mierda, qué tal va todo? Oye, cómo está tu hija?
Mi novia también está embarazada, estoy a punto de ser padre
Si tengo una hija, sabes cómo la voy a llamar?
La nombraré Bonnie
Leí sobre tu tío Ronnie también, lo siento
Tuve un amigo que se suicidó por una chica que no lo quería
Sé que probablemente escuchas esto todos los días, pero soy tu mayor fanático
Incluso tengo las cosas del underground que hiciste con Skam
Tengo una habitación llena de tus carteles y fotos, hombre
Me gusta lo que hiciste con Rawkus también, eso fue genial
De todos modos, espero que recibas esto, hombre. Escríbeme,
solo para charlar. Sinceramente tuyo, tu mayor fanático.
Este es Stan

Dido:
Mi té se ha enfriado, me pregunto por qué
me levanté de la cama en absoluto
Las nubes de lluvia matutinas cubren mi
y no puedo ver nada en absoluto
Y aunque pudiera, todo sería gris,
pero tu foto en mi pared
me recuerda que no es tan malo,
no es tan.
(x2)

Eminem:
Querido Slim, todavía no has llamado ni escrito. Espero que tengas una oportunidad.
No estoy enfadado; solo creo que es INCREÍBLEMENTE MALDADO que no contestes a tus fans.
Si no querías hablar conmigo fuera de tu concierto
no tenías por qué hacerlo; pero podrías haberle firmado un autógrafo a Matthew.
Ese es mi hermanito. Solo tiene seis años.
Esperamos en el frío helador por ti,
cuatro horas y solo dijiste: No.
Eso está bastante mal. Eres como su jodido ídolo.
Él quiere ser como tú, le gustas más que a mí.
No estoy tan enfadado; simplemente no me gusta que me mientan.
Recuerdas cuando nos conocimos en Denver? Dijiste que si te escribía
tú responderías - ves, soy un poco como tú de alguna manera.
Yo tampoco conocía a mi padre;
él siempre hacía trampas a mi madre y la golpeaba.
Puedo relacionarme con lo que dices en tus canciones; cuando tengo un día horrible me desconecto y las escucho porque realmente no tengo otra cosa así que estas canciones ayudan cuando estoy deprimido. Incluso tengo un tatuaje con tu nombre en el pecho. A veces incluso me corto para ver cuánto sangra.< | ಕಟ್ಟில் anything I say is real and respect you cause you tell it my girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you 24/7.