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
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'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
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'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
[Verse 1: Eminem (as Stan)]
Dear Slim, I wrote you, 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've 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 every day, 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 phat
Anyways, I hope you get this, man, hit me back
Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan
[Chorus: 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'd 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: Eminem (as Stan)]
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 want to 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 blisterin' cold
For you, for 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 sayin' 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 with 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
[Chorus: 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'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
[Verse 3: Eminem (as Stan)]
Dear Mr. 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 sendin' you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doin' 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 drownin'
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 drownin'
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand 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 loved 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, 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 am I supposed to send this shit out?!
[Chorus: 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'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
[Verse 4: 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 a Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must've 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', dawg, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin'
To help your ass from bouncin' 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 it, his name was—it was you
[Outro]
Damn…
我的茶凉了
我不知道为什么我在所有的床下车
清晨的雨遮住了我的窗
我不能看到所有
即使我看得到全部是灰色的
但是你的照片放在我的墙
它提醒我，这不是那么糟糕，这不是那么糟糕
我的茶凉了
我不知道为什么我在所有的床下车
清晨的雨遮住了我的窗
我不能看到所有
即使我看得到全部是灰色的
但是你的照片放在我的墙
它提醒我，这不是那么糟糕，这不是那么糟糕
[诗歌1：阿姆（斯坦）]
亲爱的Slim，我写信给你，但你还是不是呼唤
我离开了我的手机，我的传呼机和我家的电话在底部
我发了两封信在秋天回来，你必须not've有“时间
有可能是在邮局或事端的问题
有时我总是把地址太马虎了，当我记“时间
但不管怎么说，这他妈的，什么是一直在涨，人呢？请问，你的女儿？
我的女朋友也怀孕了，我“回合是一个父亲
如果我有一个女儿，你猜我会叫她什么？
我是她起名叫Bonnie
我读到了你叔叔的故事，我很抱歉
我有一个朋友自杀了一些婊子谁不想要他
我知道你每天都可能听到这一点，但我是你最忠实的粉丝
我甚至得到了地下狗屎，你有夕卡岩做
我的房间里贴满了你的海报和照片中，男子
我喜欢你和Ruckus确实做了狗屎，狗屎是PHAT
不管怎么说，我希望你能这样，人，打我回来
只是为了聊天，我是你最忠实的粉丝，这是斯坦
[合唱：恶作剧]
我的茶凉了
我不知道为什么我在所有的床下车
清晨的雨遮住了我的窗
我不能看到所有
即使我看得到全部是灰色的
但是你的照片放在我的墙
它提醒我，这不是那么糟糕，这不是那么糟糕
[诗2：阿姆（斯坦）]
亲爱的Slim，你仍旧没有回信，我希望你有机会
我还没疯，我只是认为这是搞砸了你不回答球迷
如果你不想跟我说话，你的演唱会外，你没得
但是你起码签署了马修的签名
这是我的小兄弟，男人，他只有六岁
我们等待在blisterin'冷
对你来说，四个小时，和你刚才说的没有
这是相当低劣，男人，你像他的偶像偶像
他要成为像你那样，男人，他喜欢你比我多
我还没疯，但我只是不喜欢被欺骗
记得我们在丹佛的相遇？
你说如果我写信，你会回信
你看，我只是喜欢你的方式：我从来不知道我的父亲既不
他以前总是在我的妈妈骗打她
我能与你在你的歌里看到自己
所以，当我有一个低劣的一天，我渐行渐远，并把他们了
因为我真的不拉屎了别人
所以在那些帮助，当我郁闷
我甚至有一个纹身交叉于胸前的姓名
有时我也会割开手腕看它能流多少血
这就像肾上腺素，痛苦是我袭来
你看，你说的一切都是真实的，我尊敬你，因为你告诉它
我的女朋友的嫉妒，因为我说说你24/7
但她不知道你喜欢我知道你，苗条，没人能
她不知道这是什么样的人跟我们一样慢慢生长起来
你要打电话给我，男人，我会成为最大的风扇，你永远失去
此致，斯坦 - P.S。我们应该在一起
[合唱：恶作剧]
我的茶凉了
我不知道为什么我在所有的床下车
清晨的雨遮住了我的窗
我不能看到所有
即使我看得到全部是灰色的
但是你的照片放在我的墙
它提醒我，这不是那么糟糕，这不是那么糟糕
[第3节：阿姆（斯坦）]
亲爱的我 - 好得到呼叫或-写我的球迷先生
这将是最后我寄给你的屁股
它已经半年，仍然没有字，我不值得吗？
我知道你受到了最近的两封信，我写了“时间完美的地址
所以这是我的磁带我寄来的你，我希望你能听到
我在车上，我在高速公路上的乐队90
嘿，slim，我喝了第15个伏特加，你说我还能开吗？
你知道菲尔柯林斯的歌，“在夜的空气”
关于那家伙谁本能解救一个其他人从drownin'
但没有，那么菲尔看到这一切，然后在表演，他发现他的？
这就是这有点相似：你本来可以从drownin救了我
现在，一切都太迟了，我对千片镇定现在 - 我昏昏欲睡
和所有我想要的是一个糟糕的一封信或一个电话
我希望你知道我撕你所有的照片从墙上
我爱你，修身，我们本应该在一起的，想想吧！
现在你毁了它，我希望你无法入睡，你的梦想吧
而当你的梦想，我希望你无法入睡，你尖叫一下吧
我希望你的良心的谴责，你，你不能没有我呼吸
见，斯利姆闭嘴，婊子！我试着去谈话
嘿，slim，那是我的女朋友尖叫在后备箱
但我没有割破她的喉咙，我只是把她绑起来，看到了什么？我不喜欢你
因为如果她窒息，她会更痛苦，然后她会死太
好了，该走了，我已经到桥上了
噢，该死，我忘了，我怎么送这个狗屎？
[合唱：恶作剧]
我的茶凉了
我不知道为什么我在所有的床下车
清晨的雨遮住了我的窗
我不能看到所有
即使我看得到全部是灰色的
但是你的照片放在我的墙
它提醒我，这不是那么糟糕，这不是那么糟糕
[第4节：阿姆]
亲爱的斯坦，我的意思是你写越快，但最近太忙了
你说你的女朋友怀孕了，是她多长时间了？
你看，我真的感到十分高兴，你会打电话给你的女儿
这里是为你弟弟的签名;我写在了一个Starter的帽子
对不起，我没看到你在展会上，我一定是错过了你
不要以为我是故意让你难过
但是，什么是这个狗屎，你说你喜欢割手腕吗？
我说，你在胡闹，耶，拜托，到底是怎么了你？
你有些小问题，Stan，我想你需要一些counselin'
为了帮助bouncin'的墙壁你的屁股当你得到了一些
而这是什么你说我们注定要在一起？
这种话化妆的我不想让我们彼此相遇
我真的觉得你和你的女朋友互相需要
或者，也许你只需要对她好
我希望你能读到这封信，我只希望它达到你的时间
在你伤害自己，我认为你将会做就好了
如果你放松一点，我很高兴我可以激励你，但斯坦
你为什么这么疯狂？试着了解我不希望你作为一个球迷
我只是不想让你做一些疯狂的狗屎
我看到这个狗屎的消息几个星期前，让我恶心
有些家伙喝醉了，自己开车过一座桥
而有他在后备箱女朋友，她怀了他的孩子
在车上，他们发现了一个胶带，但他们并没有说谁是对
来想想，他的名字是 - 它是你
[OUTRO]
该死的…