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Key : Abm
Capo
[Chorus (1)]
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G#m             E                    F# Bmaj7          F#     G#m               E
  My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got  out of bed at all  The morning rain
                F#      Bmaj7      F#        G#m          E
clouds up my window and I    can't see at all  And even if
                   F#                 Bmaj7     F#      G#m
I could it will all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
G#m             E                    F# Bmaj7          F#     G#m               E
  My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got  out of bed at all  The morning rain
                F#      Bmaj7      F#        G#m          E
clouds up my window and I    can't see at all  And even if
                   F#                 Bmaj7     F#      G#m
I could it will all be gray, but your picture on my wall
                                                    G#m
It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

[Verse 1]
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             E
Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't calling
F#                         Bmaj7              F#
 I left my cell, my pager, and  my home phone at the bottom
G#m                           E
I sent two letters back in au tumn, you must nota got 'em
F#                           Bmaj7           F#
There probably was a problem at   the post office or some thing
G#m                                E
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
F#                                    Bmaj7                 F#
But anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man, how's your daugh ter?
G#m
My girl friend's pregnant, too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'mma call her? I'mma name her Bonnie
G#m                                      E
I read about your Uncle Ronnie, too, I'm sorry
F#                                    Bmaj7                 F#
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
G#m                                         E
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
F#                              Bmaj7             F#
I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam
G#m                               E
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man
F#                                   Bmaj7              F#
I like the shit you did with Rawkus, too, that shit was phat
G#m
Anyways, I hope you get this, man, hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan

[Chorus (2)]
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G#m             E                    F# Bmaj7          F#     G#m               E
  My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got  out of bed at all  The morning rain
                F#      Bmaj7      F#        G#m          E
clouds up my window and I    can't see at all  And even if
                   F#                 Bmaj7     F#      G#m
I could it will 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]
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G#m                                         E
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
F#                                   Bmaj7                 F#
I ain't mad I just think it's FUCKED UP   you don't answer fans
G#m                                    E
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
F#                                        Bmaj7                     F#
You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an   autograph for Matthew
G#m                                          E                     F#                   
That's my little brother man, he's only six years old We waited in the blistering cold 
                           Bmaj7
for you,For four hours and you  just said, "No."
F#
G#m
That's pretty shitty man you're like his fucking idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
G#m                                   E
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like being lied to
F#                                      Bmaj7                 F#
Remember when we met in Denver you said if   I'd write youYou would write
G#m                             E
back see I'm just like you in a way
                       F#                                     Bmaj7
I never knew my father neither; He used to always cheat on my mom  and beat her
F#
G#m                                   E
I can relate to what you're saying in your songs
F#                             Bmaj7              F#
So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
G#m
'Cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo with your name across the chest
G#m                                    E
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
F#                                       Bmaj7             F#
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
G#m                                   E
See everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it
F#                                              Bmaj7 F#
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7 
G#m                                E
But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does
F#                                  Bmaj7                  F#
She don't know what it was like for people like us growing up
G#m
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



[Verse 3]
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G#m                                 E
Dear Mister I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
F#                                      Bmaj7   F#
This'll be the last package I ever send your ass
G#m                                     E
It's been six months and still no word. I don't deserve it?
F#
I know you got my last two letters;
Bmaj7                    F#
I    wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
G#m                                     E
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
F#                                  Bmaj7              F#
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90   on the freeway
G#m
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins "In the Air Tonight"
G#m                                        E
About that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
F#                                     Bmaj7          F#
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at   a show he found him?
G#m                                          E
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
F#                               Bmaj7                  F#
Now it's too late. I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy
G#m                                 E
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
F#                              Bmaj7                 F#
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
G#m
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
G#m                                 E
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
F#                                     Bmaj7                      F#
I hope your conscience eats at you and you  can't breathe without me
G#m                                     E
See, Slim, shut up bitch! I'm trying to talk!
F#                                               Bmaj7 F#
Hey, Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the trunk,
G#m                                  E
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up. See, I ain't like you
F#                                               Bmaj7               F#
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die, too
G#m
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out?



[Verse 4]
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G#m                                    E
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I've just been busy
F#                                               Bmaj7        F#
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
G#m                                            E
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that
F#
And here's an autograph for your brother,
  Bmaj7           F#
I wrote it on the Starter cap
G#m                               E
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you
F#                                             Bmaj7        F#
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to   diss you
G#m
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists, too?
I say that shit just clowning dogg,
C'mon! How fucked up is you?
G#m                                    E
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counseling
F#                                     Bmaj7              F#
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
G#m                                    E
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
F#                                    Bmaj7             F#
That type of shit'll make me not want us   to meet each other
G#m                                         E
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
F#                                  Bmaj7 F#
Or maybe you just need to treat her better
G#m
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 doing just fine
G#m                               E
If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but, Stan
F#                                     Bmaj7          F#
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
G#m                              E
I just don't want you to do some crazy shit
F#                               Bmaj7                 F#
I seen this one shit on the news a    couple weeks ago that made me sick
G#m                                   E
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
F#                                       Bmaj7                  F#
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she  was pregnant with his kid
G#m
And in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about it, his name was... it was you
G#m
  Damn!
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