Quatre
To the tune of Eminem's Stan
Teas gone cold, I wonder why.
Been there since yesterday
I don't like to waste my drinks so I
Will drink it anyway
But even if I could, it tastes horrible, so I'll
splash it on my wall.
It reminds me that it tastes so bad, tastes so
ba-a-aad
Dear Trowa
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 have
got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or
something
Sometimes I swear my address is too messy when I jot
'em
But anyway, I don't care how's your
daughter?
[Quatre
wouldn't swear so I'm filtering out all foul language!]
See, I'm a Gundam pilot and I'm hated by
my father.
But if I did have a girl guess what I'd call her
– Bonnie.
I read about your uncle Ronnie too
I had a friend who tried to kill this girl cos she
wanted him.
I know you probably hear this everyday but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground stuff that you did with
scam.
I got a home full of your posters and your pictures,
man.
I liked the stuff you did with raucous too, that was phat-re
Anyway, I hope you get this man.
Your biggest fan, Quatre
Teas gone cold, I wonder why.
Been there since yesterday
I don't like to waste my drinks so I
Will drink it anyway
But even if I could, it tastes horrible, so I'll
splash it on my wall.
It reminds me that it tastes so bad, tastes so
ba-a-aad
Dear Trowa
You still ain't called or wrote
I hope you have a chance I ain't mad
I just
think it's mean that you don't answer fast.
If you didn't want to talk to me outside the
concert, you didn't have to
But you could have at least signed an autograph for
Du[o]
That's another pilot, man
He's sixteen years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you
Four hours and you just said no.
That's pretty nasty, man; you're like his
idol
He wants to be just like you, man, he likes you more
than I do.
I'm not that mad, though, I just don't
like being lied to.
Remember when we met in Cinq? You said that if I write
you
You'd write back. See I'm just like you in
a way [sure!]
I never knew my father, no way
He said I couldn't be a fighter, but I did
anyway.
I can relate to what happens in your songs
So when I'm with shinigami and the other guys
I tell them all and put 'em on.
I've got a lot of money but not much else
So your songs help when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo saying 'Trowa' on my
chest
Sometimes, I think hero cuts himself to see just look
at his skin
I think its sick but he says the pain is like a rush
for him.
See everything you say is real and I respect you cos
you tell it
My sister's jealous cos I talk about you
whenever I'm not unconscious
But you don't know her like I do, Tro'
No one does, you don't know what it was like for
rich kids growing up.
You gotta call me; man, or else I'll drink more
tea and just get fatter
I'll be the biggest fan you ever lost
Sincerely yours, Quatre
PS: We should be together, too
Teas gone cold, I wonder why.
Been there since yesterday
I don't like to waste my drinks so I
Will drink it anyway
But even if I could, it tastes horrible, so I'll
splash it on my wall.
It reminds me that it tastes so bad, tastes so
ba-a-aad
Dear Mr 'I'm too good to call or write my
fans'
This'll be the last package I'll EVER send
you
SIX MONTHS and you still ain't wrote, I don't
deserve it.
I know you got my last two letters
I wrote
the addresses on them perfect!
So this is my cassette I'm sending you
I hope you hear it
I'm in my Gundam now,
I'm gonna wreck a colony – I don't
fear it!
My dad got killed the other day, I'm going mad
about it
The colonies don't need me no more and I'm
gonna shout it!
Remember that Phil Collins 'the air into night'
About that guy who coulda saved that other guy from
drowning?
Well, that's kinda how this is – you coulda
rescued ME from drowning
Now its too late – my minds been taken over now
I'm drowsy. And all I wanted was a lousy letter
or a call.
I hope you know I ripped all your pictures off my
wall!
I love you, Trowa, we coulda been together think about
it
You ruined it now I hope you can't sleep and
then 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 Trowa, shut up colony I'm trying to talk!
That those people screaming in the col! [I dunno, how
do you make colony rhyme with talk?]
But I didn't kill them first, I'm gonna
blow their home up!
See I aint like you cos if they suffocate they'll
suffer more and then they'll die too!
Well, gotta go, heeros coming after me now.
Oh wait, I'm in a Gundam – how'm I
supposed to send this stuff out?
*Quatre screams and the gundams crash* [I'm
assuming that Quatre screams like a girl!]
Teas gone cold, I wonder why.
Been there since yesterday
I don't like to waste my drinks so I
Will drink it anyway
But even if I could, it tastes horrible, so I'll
splash it on my wall.
It reminds me that it tastes so bad, tastes so
ba-a-aad
Dear Quatre
I meant to write you sooner but I've been busy
on my flute.
You said you had trouble with your dad, how's he
getting on with you?
I'm really hope your Gundam thing is going ok
And here's an autograph for Duo – is he
still alive today?
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show –
I must've missed you
Don't think I did it intentionally or to diss
you.
But whats this about your friend cuts his wrists too?
I say thats all just clowning how messed up is you?
I got to admit to you, Quatre, I think you need some
counselling
To help you from bouncing off the walls when you get
down to something
And whats this all about us is meant to be together?
That's gonna make me not want us to meet each
other!
I really think you and your Father need each other
but maybe he just needs to treat you better
I hope you get to read this letter.
I hope it raches you in time before you hurt someone
I think that you'll be doing just fine
If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you
but Quat'
Why are you so mad? I want you to understand that I DO
want you as a fan!
I just don't want you to do some crazy bit
I saw this one thing on the news the other night that
made me sick
Some guy was mad and wrecked a colony by himself
His best friend tried to stop him but he beat him up
as well.
They found this tape in the Gundam but didn't
say who it was to.
Come to think about it – his name was – it
was you…
Damn
DISCLAIMER: I am not eminem,
marshall mathers, slim shady or whatever. I do not own Gundam Wing or any of
its characters. I do not own the rights to this song but if you sue me, I won't
give you my address! HA!
Authors note: Ok, Ok this is
really bad AND really weird! But please R+R! PLEEEEAAASE! This is my first ever fanfic and you don't
want to put me off – do you? Do you? GOOD! Other authors notes are in [these]
