Stan Eminem

Stan

Eminem

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0:00 6:15
Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: G#m
Capo:
Case 6
Rythmique 1

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Paroles

[Chorus]
Dm              Bb                    C  Fmaj7          C
  My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got  out of bed at
   Dm                Bb
all  The morning rain
                C       Fmaj7      C         Dm           Bb
clouds up my window and I    can't see at all  And even if
                   C
I could it will all be gray,
         Fmaj7     C       Dm
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad
Dm              Bb                    C  Fmaj7          C
  My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got  out of bed at
   Dm                Bb
all  The morning rain
                C       Fmaj7      C         Dm           Bb
clouds up my window and I    can't see at all  And even if
                   C
I could it will all be gray,
         Fmaj7     C       Dm
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
               Dm
it's not so bad

[Verse 1]
Dear Slim,
  Bb
I wrote you but you still ain't calling
C
 I left my cell, my pager,
Fmaj7              C
and  my home phone at the bottom
Dm                            Bb
I sent two letters back in au tumn,
you must nota got 'em
C                            Fmaj7           C
There probably was a problem at   the post office or some
thing
Dm                                 Bb
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
C
But anyways; fuck it,
                Fmaj7                 C
what's been up? Man, how's your daugh ter?
Dm
My girl friend's pregnant, too,
I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter,
guess what I'mma call her? I'mma name her Bonnie
Dm
I read about your Uncle Ronnie, too,
    Bb
I'm sorry
C                                     Fmaj7
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want
C
him
Dm
I know you probably hear this everyday,
    Bb
but I'm your biggest fan
C                               Fmaj7             C
I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam
Dm                                Bb
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures,
man
C
I like the shit you did with Rawkus,
Fmaj7              C
too, that shit was phat
Dm
Anyways, I hope you get this, man,
hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours,
your biggest fan
This is Stan

[Chorus]
Dm              Bb                    C  Fmaj7          C
  My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got  out of bed at
   Dm                Bb
all  The morning rain
                C       Fmaj7      C         Dm           Bb
clouds up my window and I    can't see at all  And even if
                   C
I could it will all be gray,
         Fmaj7     C       Dm
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad

[Verse 2]
Dm
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote,
Bb
I hope you have a chance
C                                    Fmaj7
I ain't mad I just think it's FUCKED UP   you don't answer
C
fans
Dm                                     Bb
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
C
You didn't have to,
                      Fmaj7                     C
but you coulda signed an   autograph for Matthew
Dm
That's my little brother man,
              Bb                     C
he's only six years old We waited in the blistering cold
                           Fmaj7
for you,For four hours and you  just said,
"No."
C
Dm
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
Dm
I ain't that mad though,
             Bb
I just don't like being lied to
C                                       Fmaj7
Remember when we met in Denver you said if   I'd write
       C
youYou would write
Dm                              Bb
back see I'm just like you in a way
                       C
I never knew my father neither;
                              Fmaj7
He used to always cheat on my mom  and beat her
C
Dm                                    Bb
I can relate to what you're saying in your songs
C
So when I have a shitty day,
  Fmaj7              C
I drift away and put 'em on
Dm
'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
Dm                                     Bb
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
C
It's like adrenaline,
                   Fmaj7             C
the pain is such a sudden rush for me
Dm
See everything you say is real,
      Bb
and I respect you 'cause you tell it
C                                               Fmaj7 C
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
Dm                                 Bb
But she don't know you like I know you Slim,
no one does
C                                   Fmaj7
She don't know what it was like for people like us growing
C
up
Dm
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]
Dm              Bb                    C  Fmaj7          C
  My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got  out of bed at
   Dm                Bb
all  The morning rain
                C       Fmaj7      C         Dm           Bb
clouds up my window and I    can't see at all  And even if
                   C
I could it will all be gray,
         Fmaj7     C       Dm
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad

[Verse 3]
Dm                                  Bb
Dear Mister I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
C                                       Fmaj7   C
This'll be the last package I ever send your ass
Dm
It's been six months and still no word.
Bb
I don't deserve it?
C
I know you got my last two letters;
Fmaj7                    C
I    wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
Dm
So this is my cassette I'm sending you,
Bb
I hope you hear it
C
I'm in the car right now,
          Fmaj7              C
I'm doing 90   on the freeway
Dm
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka,
you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins "In the Air Tonight"
Dm                                         Bb
About that guy who coulda saved that other guy from
drowning
C
But didn't, then Phil saw it all,
     Fmaj7          C
then at   a show he found him?
Dm
That's kinda how this is,
                   Bb
you coulda rescued me from drowning
C
Now it's too late.
              Fmaj7                  C
I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy
Dm                                  Bb
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
C                               Fmaj7                 C
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
Dm
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
Dm                                  Bb
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream
about it
C                                      Fmaj7
I hope your conscience eats at you and you  can't breathe
        C
without me
Dm
See, Slim,
                             Bb
shut up bitch! I'm trying to talk!
C
Hey, Slim,
                                      Fmaj7 C
that's my girlfriend screaming in the trunk,
Dm                                   Bb
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up.
See, I ain't like you
C
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more,
    Fmaj7               C
and then she'll die, too
Dm
Well, gotta go,
I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot,
how'm I supposed to send this shit out?

[Chorus]
Dm              Bb                    C  Fmaj7          C
  My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got  out of bed at
   Dm                Bb
all  The morning rain
                C       Fmaj7      C         Dm           Bb
clouds up my window and I    can't see at all  And even if
                   C
I could it will all be gray,
         Fmaj7     C       Dm
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad

[Verse 4]
Dm
Dear Stan,
                            Bb
I meant to write you sooner but I've just been busy
C
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now,
        Fmaj7        C
how far along is she?
Dm
Look,
                                         Bb
I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that
C
And here's an autograph for your brother,
  Fmaj7           C
I wrote it on the Starter cap
Dm                                Bb
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show,
I musta missed you
C                                              Fmaj7
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to   diss
   C
you
Dm
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your
wrists, too?
I say that shit just clowning dogg,
C'mon! How fucked up is you?
Dm
You got some issues, Stan,
            Bb
I think you need some counseling
C                                      Fmaj7
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get
C
down some
Dm                                     Bb
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
C                                     Fmaj7
That type of shit'll make me not want us   to meet each
C
other
Dm                                          Bb
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
C                                   Fmaj7 C
Or maybe you just need to treat her better
Dm
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
Dm                                Bb
If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but,
Stan
C
Why are you so mad? Try to understand,
Fmaj7          C
that I do want you as a fan
Dm                               Bb
I just don't want you to do some crazy shit
C                                Fmaj7                 C
I seen this one shit on the news a    couple weeks ago that
made me sick
Dm                                    Bb
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
C
And had his girlfriend in the trunk,
    Fmaj7                  C
and she  was pregnant with his kid
Dm
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...
it was you
Dm
  Damn!

Mesures

[Chorus]
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - -  - | - - -     - |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - -  - | - - -     - |
| Dm -

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 will 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 will all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad

[Verse 1]
       Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - -  - | - - -     - |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - -  - | - - -     - |

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 au tumn,
you must nota got 'em
There probably was a problem at   the post office or some
thing
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways; fuck it,
what's been up? Man, how's your daugh ter?
My girl friend's pregnant, too,
I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter,
guess what I'mma call her? I'mma 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 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

[Chorus]
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - -  - | - - -     - |

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 will all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad

[Verse 2]
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - -  - | - - -     - |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - -  - | - - -     - |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - -  - | - - -     - |

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,For 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
youYou 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
P.S.
We should be together, too

[Chorus]
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - -  - | - - -     - |

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 will all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad

[Verse 3]
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - -  - | - - -     - |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - -  - | - - -     - |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - -  - | - - -     - |

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 Tonight"
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,
shut up bitch! 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.
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'm I supposed to send this shit out?

[Chorus]
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - -  - | - - -     - |

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 will all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad

[Verse 4]
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - -  - | - - -     - |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - -  - | - - -     - |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C |
| Dm - Bb - | C - Fmaj7 C | Dm - -  - | - - -     - |
| Dm - -  - |

Dear Stan,
I meant to write you sooner but I've 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 dogg,
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 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...
it was you
Damn!

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