Stan     

(1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background     

2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after “thunder” noise)     

Chorus1: 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’ll all be gray, but your picture on my wall     

It reminds me, that it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad..         

Chorus2: 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’ll all be gray, but your picture on my wall     

It reminds me, that it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad..     

[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 ‘em     

There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin     

Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot ‘em 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 Rawkus too, that shit was fat     

Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan     

This is Stan     

{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’ll all be gray, but your picture on my wall     

It reminds me, that it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad..         

[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 fuckin 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 bein 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 tryin 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’m I supposed to send this shit out?     

{*car tires squeal*} {*CRASH*}     

.. {*brief silence*} .. {*LOUD splash*}  

{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 clownin 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 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!

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