Stan Eminem
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Chorus:
I got
The morning
And
And even if
But your
It rem
That itʼs
I got
The morning
And
And even if
But your
It rem
That itʼs
If I have a
Iʼm a name
I even got that under
Chorus:
I got
The morning
And
And even if
But your
It rem
That itʼs
Dear
You didnʼt
Thatʼs
We waited in the
For
You would
I never knew
He used to
So when I
Cause I donʼt
Its like
See ever
My girl
You gotta
Sincerely
Chorus:
I got
The morning
And
And even if
But your
It rem
That itʼs
Itʼs been six
I donʼt des
I know you got my
I wrote the add
Iʼm
But
Now itʼs
Chorus:
I got
The morning
And
And even if
But your
It rem
That itʼs
And hereʼs an
I
Before you
If you re
Why
I seen this
And had his
And in the
Come to
Am
My teaʼs gone F
cold, Iʼm wondering G
whyI got
C
out of G
bed at Am
allThe morning
F
rain cloudʼs up my G
windowAnd
C
I canʼt G
see at Am
allAnd even if
F
I could, itʼd G
all be grayBut your
C
picture G
on my Am
wallIt rem
F
inds meThat itʼs
Am
not so bad, itʼs F
not so badAm
My teaʼs gone F
cold, Iʼm wondering G
whyI got
C
out of G
bed at Am
allThe morning
F
rain cloudʼs up my G
windowAnd
C
I canʼt G
see at Am
allAnd even if
F
I could, itʼd G
all be grayBut your
C
picture G
on my Am
wallIt rem
F
inds meThat itʼs
Am
not so bad, itʼs F
not so badAm
Dear Slim, I wrote you, F
but you still ainʼt callinG
I left my cell, my pager, C
and my home phone at B
the bottomAm
I sent two letters back in Autumn, F
you must not have got ʼemG
There probably was a problem with the C
post office B
or somethinʼAm
Sometimes I scribble addresses F
too sloppy when I jot ʼemG
But anyway, whatʼs C
been up man, howʼs your B
daughter?Am
My girlfriendʼs pregnant too, F
Iʼm bout to be a fatherIf I have a
G
daughter, guess what Iʼm a call C
herIʼm a name
B
her BonnieAm
I read about your Uncle F
Ronnie too, Iʼm sorryG
I had a friend kill himself over C
some A#m
**** who didnʼt B
want himAm
I know you probably hear this every F
day, but Iʼm your biggest G
fanI even got that under
C
ground s*** that you B
did with SkamAm
I got a room full of your F
posters and your pictures manG
I like that s*** you did with C
Rawkus too, that s*** B
was phatAm
Anyways, I hope you F
get this man, hit me backG
Just to chat, truly yours, C
your biggest fan, B
this is StanChorus:
Am
My teaʼs gone F
cold, Iʼm wondering G
whyI got
C
out of G
bed at Am
allThe morning
F
rain cloudʼs up my G
windowAnd
C
I canʼt G
see at Am
allAnd even if
F
I could, itʼd G
all be grayBut your
C
picture G
on my Am
wallIt rem
F
inds meThat itʼs
Am
not so bad, itʼs F
not so badDear
Am
Slim, you still ainʼt called or F
wrote, I hope you have a chance,G
I ainʼt mad, I think itʼs just C
f***** up that you donʼt B
answer fansAm
If you didnʼt wanna talk to me F
outside your concertYou didnʼt
G
have to, but you couldʼve signed an C
autograph for B
MatthewThatʼs
Am
my little brother man, heʼs only F
six years oldWe waited in the
G
blistering cold for youFor
C
four hours and you B
just said noAm
Thatʼs pretty s****y man, F
youʼre like his Fm
***ing idolG
He wants to be just like you man, C
he likes you more B
than I doAm
I ainʼt that mad though, F
I just donʼt like being lied toG
Remember when we met in Denver, C
you said if B
I write youYou would
Am
write back, see Iʼm just like F
you in a wayI never knew
G
my father neitherHe used to
C
always cheat on my B
mom and beat herAm
I can relate to what youʼre F
saying in your songsSo when I
G
have a s****y day, I drift C
away and put em B
onCause I donʼt
Am
really got s*** else, so that s*** F
helps when Iʼm depressedG
I even got a tattoo of your C
name across B
the chestAm
Sometimes I even cut myself to F
see how much it bleedsIts like
G
adrenaline, the pain is such C
a sudden rush B
for meSee ever
Am
thing you say is real, and I resF
pect you cause you tell itMy girl
G
friendʼs jealous, because I talk C
about you 24/B
7Am
But she donʼt know you like I know you F
slim, no one doesG
She donʼt know what it was like for people C
like us growinʼ B
upYou gotta
Am
call me man, Iʼll be the biggest F
fan youʼll ever loseSincerely
G
yours, Stan, p.s. C
we should be toB
gether tooChorus:
Am
My teaʼs gone F
cold, Iʼm wondering G
whyI got
C
out of G
bed at Am
allThe morning
F
rain cloudʼs up my G
windowAnd
C
I canʼt G
see at Am
allAnd even if
F
I could, itʼd G
all be grayBut your
C
picture G
on my Am
wallIt rem
F
inds meThat itʼs
Am
not so bad, itʼs F
not so badAm
Dear Mr Iʼm-Too-Good-To-F
Call-Or-Write-My-FansG
Thisʼll be the last package I C
ever send your B
a**Itʼs been six
Am
months and still no wordsI donʼt des
F
erve itI know you got my
G
last two lettersI wrote the add
C
resses on them perfecB
tAm
So this is my cassette Iʼm sending you, F
I hope you hear itIʼm
G
in the car right now, Iʼm doinʼ C
90 on the freeB
wayAm
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of F
vodka, dare me to drive?G
You know that song by Phil C
Collins, In the Air of B
the NightAm
About that guy who couldʼve saved that F
other guy from drowningBut
G
didnʼt, but Phil saw it all, C
then at a show he found B
himAm
Thatʼs kinda how this is, you couldʼve F
rescued me from drowningNow itʼs
G
too late, Iʼm on a 1,000 C
downers now, B
Iʼm drowsyAm
And all I wanted was a lousy F
letter or a callG
I hope you know I ripped all of your C
pictures off B
my wallAm
I love you Slim, we couldʼve F
been together, think about itG
You ruined it now, C
I hope you canʼt sleep and you dream B
about itAm
And when you dream, I hope you F
canʼt sleep and you scream about itG
I hope your conscience eats at C
you and you canʼt B
breathe without meAm
See Slim, shut F
up A#m
****, Iʼm trying to talkG
Hey Slim, thatʼs my girlC
friend screaminʼ in the B
trunkAm
But I didnʼt slit her throat, I just tied her F
up, see I ainʼt like youG
Cause if she suffocates, sheʼll suffer C
more, then sheʼll B
die tooAm
Well, gotta go, F
Iʼm almost under the bridge nowG
Oh s***, I forgot, C
how am I supposed to send B
this s*** out?Chorus:
Am
My teaʼs gone F
cold, Iʼm wondering G
whyI got
C
out of G
bed at Am
allThe morning
F
rain cloudʼs up my G
windowAnd
C
I canʼt G
see at Am
allAnd even if
F
I could, itʼd G
all be grayBut your
C
picture G
on my Am
wallIt rem
F
inds meThat itʼs
Am
not so bad, itʼs F
not so badAm
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, F
but Iʼve just been busyG
You say your girlfriendʼs pregnant C
now, how far along B
is she?Am
Look, Iʼm really flattered you would F
call your daughter thatAnd hereʼs an
G
autograph for your brotherI
C
wrote it on B
this Starter capAm
Iʼm sorry I didnʼt F
see you at the show, I mustʼve missed youG
Donʼt think I did that s*** C
intentionally B
just to dis youAm
But whatʼs that s*** you said F
about you like to cut your wrists too?G
I say that s*** just clowninʼ dogC
Cʼmon, how Fm
***ed B
up is you?Am
You got some issues, Stan, I F
think you need some counselingG
To keep your Am
** from bouncinʼ off the C
walls when you get B
down someAm
And whatʼs this s*** about us F
meant to be together?G
That type of s*** will make me not C
want us to meet each B
otherAm
I really think you and your F
girlfriend need each otherG
Or maybe you just need to treat her C
betterB
I hope you get to Am
read this letter, I hope it F
reaches you in timeBefore you
G
hurt yourself, I think that youʼll C
be doin B
just fineIf you re
Am
lax a little, Iʼm glad that I inF
spire you, but StanWhy
G
are you so mad? Try to underC
stand, that I do B
want you as a fanAm
I just donʼt want you to F
do some crazy s***I seen this
G
one s*** on the news a couple of C
weeks ago that B
made me sickAm
Some dude was drunk and drove his F
car over a bridgeAnd had his
G
girlfriend in his trunk and she was C
pregnant with his B
kidAnd in the
Am
car they found a tape, didnʼt F
say who it was toCome to
G
think about it, his name was, C
it was yoB
u...Am
Damn
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