Published: 2017-02-13 14:56 Selection chords: Sarah Harris
Capo 4
-1
Chorus:
D#mBC#
My teaʼs gone cold, Iʼm wonderinʼ why
F#C#D#m
Got out of bed at all
BC#
The morning rain clouds up my window
F#C#D#m
And I canʼt see at all
BC#
And even if I could itʼll all be gray
F#C#D#m
But your picture on my wall
BC#
It reminds me that itʼs not so bad
F#C#D#m
Itʼs not so bad
D#mBC#
My teaʼs gone cold, Iʼm wonderinʼ why
F#C#D#m
Got out of bed at all
BC#
The morning rain clouds up my window
F#C#D#m
And I canʼt see at all
BC#
And even if I could itʼll all be gray
F#C#D#m
But your picture on my wall
BC#
It reminds me that itʼs not so bad
B
Itʼs not so bad
Verse:
D#mBC#
Dear Slim, I wrote you, but you still ainʼt callin
F#C#D#m
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
BC#
I sent two letters back in Autumn, you must not have got ʼem
F#C#
There probably was a problem with the post office or somethinʼ
D#mBC#
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot ʼem
F#C#D#m
But anyway, whatʼs been up man, howʼs your daughter?
B
My girlfriendʼs pregnant too, Iʼm bout to be a father
C#B
If I have a daughter, guess what Iʼm a call her
D#m
Iʼm a name her Bonnie
B
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, Iʼm sorry
C#F#C#D#m
I had a friend kill himself over some b**** who didnʼt want him
BC#
I know you probably hear this every day, but Iʼm your biggest fan
F#C#D#m
I even got that underground s*** that you did with Skam
BC#
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
F#C#D#m
I like that s*** you did with Rawkus too, that s*** was phat
B
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back
C#B
Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan
Chorus:
D#mBC#
My teaʼs gone cold, Iʼm wonderinʼ why
F#C#D#m
Got out of bed at all
BC#
The morning rain clouds up my window
F#C#D#m
And I canʼt see at all
BC#
And even if I could itʼll all be gray
F#C#D#m
But your picture on my wall
BC#
It reminds me that itʼs not so bad
F#C#D#m
Itʼs not so bad
Verse:
D#mB
Dear Slim, you still ainʼt called or wrote,
I hope you have a chance,
C#F#
I ainʼt mad, I think itʼs just f***** up
D#m
that you donʼt answer fans
B
If you didnʼt wanna talk to me outside your concert
C#
You didnʼt have to, but you couldʼve signed
F#C#
an autograph for Matthew
D#mB
Thatʼs my little brother man, heʼs only six years old
C#
We waited in the blistering cold for you
F#C#D#m
For four hours and you just said no
B
Thatʼs pretty s****y man, youʼre like his f***ing idol
C#BD#m
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
B
I ainʼt that mad though, I just donʼt like being lied to
BF#C#
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I write you
D#mB
You would write back, see Iʼm just like you in a way
C#
I never knew my father neither
F#C#D#m
He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
B
I can relate to what youʼre saying in your songs
C#F#C#
So when I have a s****y day, I drift away and put em on
D#mB
Cause I donʼt really got s*** else, so that s*** helps
when Iʼm depressed
C#B
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
D#mB
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
C#F#C#
Its like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
D#mB
See everthing you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
C#F#C#
My girlfriendʼs jealous, because I talk about you 24/7
D#mB
But she donʼt know you like I know you slim, no one does
C#F#C#
She donʼt know what it was like for people like us growinʼ up
D#mB
You gotta call me man, Iʼll be the biggest fan youʼll ever lose
C#
Sincerely yours, Stan, p.s.
B
We should be together too
Chorus:
D#mBC#
My teaʼs gone cold, Iʼm wonderinʼ why
F#C#D#m
Got out of bed at all
BC#
The morning rain clouds up my window
F#C#D#m
And I canʼt see at all
BC#
And even if I could itʼll all be gray
F#C#D#m
But your picture on my wall
BC#
It reminds me that itʼs not so bad
B
Itʼs not so bad
Verse:
D#mBC#
Dear Mr Iʼm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans
F#C#
Thisʼll be the last package I ever send your a**
D#m
Itʼs been six months and still no words
B
I donʼt deserve it
C#
I know you got my last two letters
F#C#
I wrote the addresses on them perfect
D#mB
So this is my cassette Iʼm sending you, I hope you hear it
C#F#C#
Iʼm in the car right now, Iʼm doinʼ 90 on the freeway
D#mBC#
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, dare me to drive?
B
You know that song by Phil Collins, In the Air of the Night
D#mB
About that guy who couldʼve saved that other guy from drowning
C#F#C#
But didnʼt, but Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him
D#mB
Thatʼs kinda how this is, you couldʼve rescued me from drowning
C#F#C#
Now itʼs too late, Iʼm on a 1,000 downers now, Iʼm drowsy
D#mB
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
C#F#C#
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off my wall
D#mBC#
I love you Slim, we couldʼve been together, think about it
BD#m
You ruined it now, I hope you canʼt sleep and you dream about it
B
And when you dream, I hope you canʼt sleep and you scream about it
C#F#C#D#m
I hope your conscience eats at you and you canʼt breathe without me
B
See Slim, shut up b****, Iʼm trying to talk
C#F#C#
Hey Slim, thatʼs my girlfriend screaminʼ in the trunk
D#mB
But I didnʼt slit her throat, I just tied her up,
see I ainʼt like you
C#F#C#D#m
Cause if she suffocates, sheʼll suffer more, then sheʼll die too
BC#
Well, gotta go, Iʼm almost under the bridge now
B
Oh s***, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this s*** out?
D#mBC#B x2
Chorus:
D#mBC#
My teaʼs gone cold, Iʼm wonderinʼ why
F#C#D#m
Got out of bed at all
BC#
The morning rain clouds up my window
F#C#D#m
And I canʼt see at all
BC#
And even if I could itʼll all be gray
F#C#D#m
But your picture on my wall
BC#
It reminds me that itʼs not so bad
B
Itʼs not so bad
Verse:
D#mB
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but Iʼve just been busy
C#F#C#
You say your girlfriendʼs pregnant now, how far along is she?
D#mB
Look, Iʼm really flattered you would call your daughter that
C#
And hereʼs an autograph for your brother
F#C#D#m
I wrote it on this Starter cap
B
Iʼm sorry I didnʼt see you at the show, I mustʼve missed you
C#F#C#D#m
Donʼt think I did that s*** intentionally just to dis you
BC#
But whatʼs that s*** you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
C#
I say that s*** just clowninʼ dog
D#m
Cʼmon, how f***ed up is you?
B
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counseling
C#F#C#D#m
To keep your a** from bouncinʼ off the walls when you get down some
B
And whatʼs this s*** about us meant to be together?
C#F#C#D#m
That type of s*** will make me not want us to meet each other
B
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
C#F#
Or maybe you just need to treat her better
C#D#mB
I hope you get to read this letter, I hope it reaches you in time
C#B
Before you hurt yourself, I think that youʼll be doin just fine
D#mB
If you relax a little, Iʼm glad that I inspire you, but Stan
C#F#C#D#m
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
B
I just donʼt want you to do some crazy s***
C#F#
I seen this one s*** on the news a couple of weeks ago
C#D#m
that made me sick
B
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
C#F#
And had his girlfriend in his trunk and she was pregnant
C#
with his kid
D#mB
And in the car they found a tape, didnʼt say who it was to
C#BD#m
Come to think about it, his name was, it was you...
Outro:
D#m
Damn
