letra de stan - eminem feat. dido
my tea’s gone cold i’m wondering why
i 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
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, f-ck 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-tch who didn’t want him
i know you probably hear this everyday but i’m your biggest fan
i even got the underground sh-t that you did with skam
i got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man
i like the sh-t you did with rawkus too, that sh-t was fat
any ways, 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 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
dear slim, you still ain’t called or wrote, i hope you have a chance
i ain’t mad, i just think it’s f-cked 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 sh-tty, man, you’re like his f-ckin’ 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 sh-tty day, i drift away and put ’em on
‘cause i don’t really got sh-t else
so that sh-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 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
my tea’s gone cold i’m wondering why
i 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
dear mister-i’m-too-good-to-call-or-write-my-fans
this’ll be the last package i ever send your -ss
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 c-ssette 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 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, shut up b-tch, 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 sh-t, i forgot, how’m i supposed to send this sh-t out?
my tea’s gone cold i’m wondering why
i 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
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 sh-t intentionally just to diss you
but what’s this sh-t you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
i say that sh-t just clownin’ dogg, c’mon, how f-cked up is you?
you got some issues, stan, i think you need some counseling
to help your -ss from bouncing off the walls
when you get down some
and what’s this sh-t about us meant to be together?
that type of sh-t’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 sh-t
i seen this one sh-t 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 was, it was you
d-mn
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