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 it's 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 quite rhyme   But it made me cry   And a Dear Jane letter from a different guy   He broke up with me and told me   I'm not always right   And a stolen key from on old hotel room door   In the back of the bottom drawer.      I dont keep these things   'Cause I'm longin' to go back   I keep them because I wanna stay right where I'm at   I'm reminded of my rights and wrongs   I dont wanna mess this up   But I wouldn't know where I belong   Without this box of stuff.      A birthday card from my first boyfriend   He signed it I love you so I gave in   Yea we went too 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   Closin' down the bars   That champaign was cheap   But still I got that cork   In the back of the bottom drawer.      I'm not tryin' 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 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...