my so called life

ever since i saw you, on my so-called life, i've been writing you these letters, asking you to be my wife. but its been almost a year, and still i've gotten no reply, i'm assuming you have met some other guy. so i sit in my room, watch romeo & juliet, a thousand times. i wish i was as cool, as leonardo is, but i'm not. i went on jerry springer, to confess my love to you, you said i didn't have a chance, and there was nothing i could do, you told me i was crazy, and wished that i was dead. you threw a chair right upside my head, today i highjacked a plane, i wrote your name across the sky, miss clare danes. but they were waiting on the ground, to take me straight to jail, im staring at your pictures, from my lonely little cell, i'm writing you this letter, to let you know i doing well, until we meet again, you know i'll cry a thousand tears, and i'll see you in another twenty years. i'll see you in another twenty years. i'll see you in another twenty years.