Stan Lyrics by Eminem is latest English song voiced by him, its music is given by DJ Mark The 45 King, Eminem. Brand new lyrics of Stan song is written by Eminem, Dido, DJ Mark The 45 King, Paul Herman. This is a popular song and people of USA love this track. If you find any mistake in it please don’t hesitate to send us correct lyrics using contact us section. It will help us to improve quality of our content.
Stan Song Detail
| Song Title | Stan |
| Singer(s) | Eminem |
| Musician(s) | DJ Mark The 45 King, Eminem |
| Lyricist(s) | Eminem, Dido, DJ Mark The 45 King, Paul Herman |
[Lyrics of Stan by Eminem]
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
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
Dear slim I wrote you but you still ain’t calling
I left my cell my pager and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn you must not’ve got ’em
There probably was a problem at the post office or something
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot ’em
But anyways fu*k 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 b!tch who didn’t want him
I know you probably hear this every day 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 phat
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’d all be gray
But 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 fu*ked up you don’t answer fans
If you didn’t want to 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 for four hours and you just said no
That’s pretty shitty man you’re like his fu*king 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 with 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 growing up
You gotta call me man I’ll be the biggest fan you’ll ever lose
Sincerely yours stan用.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’d all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it’s not so bad it’s not so bad
Dear mr. 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擁 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 thousand downers now悠’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 loved you slim we coulda been together葉hink 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耀hut up b!tch! I’m trying to talk
Hey slim that’s my girlfriend screaming in the trunk
But I didn’t slit her throat I just tied her up耀ee? 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揺ow am I supposed to send this shit out?!
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
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 a starter cap
I’m sorry I didn’t see you at the show I must’ve 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 dawg come on how fu*ked 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 doing 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 it his name was擁t was you
Damn
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