Em C My tea's gone cold D G D Em I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all C D The morning rain cloud touched my window G D Em And I can't see at all C D And even if I could it would all be gray G D Em I put your picture on my wall C D G D Em It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Em C D Dear Slim, I wrote you, but you still ain't callin' G D Em I left my cell, my pager and my home phone at the bottom C D I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not've got 'em G D There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin' Em C D Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em G D Em But anyways, fuck it, what's been up, man? How's your daughter? C My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father D C If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? Em I'ma name her Bonnie C I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry D G D Em I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him C D I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan G D Em I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam C D I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man G D Em I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was phat C Anyways, I hope you get this, man, hit me back D C Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan Em C My tea's gone cold D G D Em I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all C D The morning rain cloud touched my window G D Em And I can't see at all C D And even if I could it would all be gray G D Em I put your picture on my wall C D G D Em It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Em C Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, hope you have a chance D G D Em I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans C If you don't wanna to talk to me outside your concert D You didn't have to G D But you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew Em C That's my little brother, man, he's only six years old D We waited in the blisterin' cold G D Em For you, for four hours, and you just said, "No" C That's pretty shitty, man, you're like his fuckin' idol D C D Em He wants to be just like you, man, he likes you more than I do C I ain't that mad, though I just don't like being lied to D G Remember when we met in Denver? D Em You said if I'd write you, you would write back C D See, I'm just like you in a way: I never knew my father neither G D Em He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her C I can relate to what you're sayin' in your songs D G D So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on Em ‘Cause I don't really got shit else C So that shit helps when I'm depressed D C I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest Em C Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds D G D It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me Em C See, everything you say is real, and I respect you ‘cause you tell it D G D My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7 Em C But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does D G D She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up Em You gotta call me, man C D I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose, sincerely yours, Stan C P.S.: We should be together too Em C My tea's gone cold D G D Em I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all C D The morning rain cloud touched my window G D Em And I can't see at all C D And even if I could it would all be gray G D Em I put your picture on my wall C D C It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Em C And the story isn't over, but I have to tell the truth D G D I know I couldn't do it justice, only one who could is you Em C Because I idolized you Marshall, and nobody understands D G Maybe I'm a little crazy, maybe I am just like Stan, damn
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