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Leo's Tab Land

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Eminem
Stan

Chords: G#m  E  F#  B F#/Bb

My tears gone cold, Im wonderin why
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds at my window
And I cant see at all
And even if I could itll all be gray
Put your picture on my wall
G#m   E                 C#/F
It reminds me, that its not so bad
      E
Its not so bad

My tears gone cold, Im wonderin why
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds at my window
And I cant see at all
And even if I could itll all be gray
Put your picture on my wall
G#m   E                 C#/F
It reminds me, that its not so bad
      E
Its not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote but you still aint callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in Autumn, you must notta 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*** it, whats been up, man, hows your daughter
My girlfriends pregnant too, Im bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what Imma call her
Imma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, Im sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some b**** who didnt want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but Im your biggest fan
I even got the underground s*** that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man
I like the s*** you did with Rawkus too, that s*** was phat
Anyways, I hope you get this, man
Hit me back just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan

My tears gone cold, Im wonderin why
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds at my window
And I cant see at all
And even if I could itll all be gray
Put your picture on my wall
G#m   E                 C#/F
It reminds me, that its not so bad
      E
Its not so bad

Dear Slim, you still aint called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I aint mad, I just think its f***ed up you dont answer fans
If you didnt wanna talk to me outside your concert, you didnt have to
But you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
Thats my little brother, man, hes only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you
For four hours and you just said, No.
Thats pretty s*****, man, youre like his f***in idol
He wants to be just like you, man, he likes you more than I do
I aint that mad though, I just dont like bein lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I write you you would write back
See, Im 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 youre sayin in your songs
So when I have a s***** day, I drift away and put em on
Cause I dont really got s*** else, so that s*** helps when Im depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
Its 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 girlfriends jealous cause I talk about you 24/7
But she dont know you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She dont know what it was like for people like us growin up
You gotta call me, man, Ill be the biggest fan youll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be together too

My tears gone cold, Im wonderin why
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds at my window
And I cant see at all
And even if I could itll all be gray
Put your picture on my wall
G#m   E                 C#/F
It reminds me, that its not so bad
      E
Its not so bad

Dear Mr. Im-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans
Thisll be the last package I ever send your a**
Its been six months and still no word, I dont deserve it
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on em perfect
So this is my cassette Im sendin you, I hope you hear it
Im in the car right now, Im 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 Tonight
About that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drownin, but didnt
Then Phil saw it all, then at his show he found him
Thats kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drownin
Now its too late, Im on a 1000 downers now, Im 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 cant sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you cant sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you cant breathe without me
See Slim, shut up, b****, Im tryin to talk
Hey, Slim, thats my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
But I didnt slit her throat, I just tied her up, see, I aint like you
Cause if she suffocates, shell suffer more and then shell die too
Well, gotta go, Im almost at the bridge now
Oh s***, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this s*** out

My tears gone cold, Im wonderin why
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds at my window
And I cant see at all
And even if I could itll all be gray
Put your picture on my wall
G#m   E                 C#/F
It reminds me, that its not so bad
      E
Its not so bad

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriends pregnant now, how far along is she
Look, Im really flattered you would call your daughter that
And heres an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on a Starter cap
Im sorry I didnt see you at the show, I musta missed you
Dont think I did that s*** intentionally just to diss you
But whats this s*** you said about you like to cut your wrists too
I say that s*** just clownin, dog, come on, how f***ed up is you
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin
To help your a** from bouncin off the walls when you get down some
And whats this s*** about us meant to be together
That type of s***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 youll be doin just fine
If you relax a little, Im glad I inspire you, but Stan
Why are you so mad, try to understand that I do want you as a fan
I just dont want you to do some crazy s***
I seen this one s*** 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 didnt say who it was to
Come to think about, his name was, it was you, damn