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    Doesn't know its even there   Little pieces of my past    That I shouldn't have to share      A napkin that is stained with time   Has a poem on it that didn't 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 I'm not always right   And a stolen key from an old hotel room door   In the back of the bottom drawer      I don't keep these things because I'm longing to go back   I keep them because I want to stay right were I'm at   I'm reminded of my rights and wrongs    I don't want to mess this up    But I wouldn't 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 daddy's 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 I've got that cork   In the back of the bottom drawer      I'm not trying to hide these things from the man I love today   But I'm 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    It's my way or no way at all   And now I cherish love a whole lot more    Cause of what's in the back of the bottom drawer