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..

1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over
raindrop background
2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after "thunder"
noise

[Eminem as 'Stan']
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
him
There probably was a problem at the post office or something
Sometimes
I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot him
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 Ruckus 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}

[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 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 fucking 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 being 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

{Chorus: Dido}

[Eminem as 'Stan']
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 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; {*screaming*}
Shut up
bitch! I'm trying 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}

[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 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 clowning dog,
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!