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In the back of the bottom drawer
Of the dresser by our bed
Is a box of odds and ends
That I have always kept
But the man who sleeps beside me
Doesnt know its even there
Little pieces of my past
That I shouldnt have to share
A napkin that is stained with time
Has a poem on it that didnt quiet rhyme
But it made me cry
And a Dear Jane letter
From a different guy
He broke up with me
And he told me Im not always right
And a stolen key from an old hotel room door
In the back of the bottom drawer
I dont keep these things because Im longing to go back
I keep them because I want to stay right were Im at
Im reminded of my rights and wrongs
I dont want to mess this up
But I wouldnt know where I belong with out this box of stuff
A birthday card from my first boyfriend
He signed it I Love You
So I gave in
Yeah we went to far in his daddys car
And those Mardi Gras beads from 98
We danced all night
Stayed out so late
We thought we were stars
Closing down the bars
And that champagne was cheap
But still Ive got that cork
In the back of the bottom drawer
Im not trying to hide these things from the man I love today
But Im a better woman for him
Thanks to my yesterdays
So now I try to give more than I take
And I bite my tongue
And fight the urge to say
Its my way or no way at all
And now I cherish love a whole lot more
Cause of whats in the back of the bottom drawer