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STAN(Live)(Feat. Elton John)

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2016-12-23

  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 grey,

  put 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'll all be grey,

  put 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; 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 everyday, 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 fat

  Anyways, 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 grey,

  put 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 FUCKED 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 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 saying 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 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 grey,

  put 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 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 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 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 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'm I supposed to send this shit out?

  {*car tires squeal*} {*CRASH*}.. {*brief silence*} .. {*LOUD splash*}

  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 grey,

  put 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 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 dogg,

  c'mon - how fucked up is you?

  You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling

  to help your ass from bouncing 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, his name was.. it was you

  Damn!

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