Tonart: G# minor
Verse 1
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I'm wondering why I got
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out of bed at all
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The morning rain clouds up my window,
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and I can't see at all
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Even if I could, it'd all be grey,
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but your picture on my wall
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It reminds me that it's not so bad,
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it's not so bad
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I wrote you but you still ain't calling
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I left my cell, my pager
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and my home phone at the bottom,
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I sent two letters back in autumn,
you must not have got em,
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there probably was a problem
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in the post office or something,
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sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot em,
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but anyways, fuck it, what's been up man,
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my girlfriend's pregnant too,
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I'm bout to be a father,
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if I have a daughter,
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guess what I'ma call her,
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I'ma name her Bonnie,
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I read about your Uncle Ronnie too,
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I'm sorry, I had a friend kill himself
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over some bitch who didn't want him,
but I'm your biggest fan.
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I even got the underground shit
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I got a room full of your posters
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I like the shit you did with rockets, too
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That shit was fat.
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Anyways, I hope you get this man.
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Hit me back. It's just a chat.
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Truly yours, your biggest fan.
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This is Stan
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Put your picture on my wall
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That it's not so bad
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Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote
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I hope you have a chance, I ain't mad
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I just think it's fucked up
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If you didn't want to talk to me
outside the concert
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But you could've signed an
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That's my little brother, man,
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he's only six years old
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We waited in the blistering cold for you
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Four hours and you just said no
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That's pretty shitty, man.
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You're like his fucking idol.
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He wants to be just like you, man.
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He likes you more than I do.
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I ain't that mad, though,
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I just don't like being lied to.
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Remember when we met in Denver?
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You said if I write you,
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you would write back.
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See, I'm just like you in a way.
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I never knew my father neither.
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He used to always cheat on
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my mom and beat her.
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I can relate to what you're
saying in your songs,
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so when I have a shitty day,
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I drift away and put them on.
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Cause I don't really got shit else,
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so that shit helps when I'm depressed.
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I even got a tattoo of your name
across the chest
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Sometimes I even cut myself
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to see how much it bleeds
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the pain is such a sudden rush for me
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See everything you say is real,
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and I respect you cause you tell it
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My girlfriend's jealous cause
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I talk about you 24 -7
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But she don't know you like
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I know you slim, no one does
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She don't know what it was like
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for people like us growing up
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You gotta call me man,
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I'll be the biggest fan
you'll ever lose
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Sincerely yours, Stan, P .S.
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we should be together too
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I'm too good to call and write my fans
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This'll be the last package I ever
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Been six months and still no word,
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I know you got my last two letters,
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I wrote the addresses on them perfect
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So this is my cassette I'm sending you,
I hope you hear it
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I'm in a car right now,
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I'm doing 90 on the freeway
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Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka,
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you dare me to drive?
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You know the song by Bill Collins
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from the air of the night
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About that guy who could've saved that
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other guy from drowning but didn't
Then Bill saw it all,
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then at his show he found him
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That's kinda how this is,
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you could've rescued me from drowning
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I'm on a thousand downers now
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and all I wanted was a lousy letter of a call
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I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
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we could've been together
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Think about it, you ruined it now
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and you dream about it
And when you dream,
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and you scream about it
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I hope your conscience eats at you
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And you can't breathe without me
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See Slim, shut up bitch,
I'm trying to talk
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Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend
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But I did n't slit her throat,
See, I ain't like you,
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cause if she suffocates,
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and then she'll die too. Well, gotta go,
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I'm almost at the bridge now.
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Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?
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And I can't see at all,
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even if I could it'd all be grey
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Put your picture on my wall,
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can't grab my arm between
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But it's not so bad, it's not so bad
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Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner
but I've just been busy
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You said your girlfriend's pregnant now,
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how far along is she?
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Look, I'm really flattered
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you would call your daughter that
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And here's an autograph for your brother,
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I wrote it on the starter cap
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I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show,
Don't think I did that shit
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But what's this shit you said about you
like to cut your wrist too?
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I say that shit just clowning dawg,
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come on how fucked it fits you?
You got some issues
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Stan, I think you need some counseling
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And what's this shit about us
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That type of shit'll make me not
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want us to meet each other
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I really think you and your girlfriend
need each other
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But maybe you just need to treat her better
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I hope you get to read this letter.
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I just hope it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself
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I think that you'll be doing just fine
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if you relax a little. I'm glad
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I inspire you with Stan
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that I do want you as a fan.
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I just don't want you to do some crazy shit
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I seen this one shit on the news
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and drove his car over a bridge
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and had his girlfriend in the trunk
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And she was pregnant with his kid
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and in the car they found a tape
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But they didn't say who it was to
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