To All the bad poems

Stars fill the sky Like frosted rain or drops of snow Stars fill the sky But prob'ly died a million years ago To all the bad poems And all the bad art Locked doors and passages In the layout of my heart Wouldn't be the same sitting here with you The tears and tantrums and every shitty thing you'll ever do It's not my problem anymore I agree I agree Stars fill the sky Like holes punched in an overthrow Stars fill the sky But not one lights it up as you did though To all the bad poems And all the bad art Locked doors and passages In the layout of my heart Wouldn't be the same sitting here with you The tears and tantrums and every shitty thing you'll ever do It's not my problem anymore I agree I agree I know you fell in love with someone new But I'll always save a place for me and you I know you fell in love with someone new But I'll always save a place for me and you