Back of the Bottom

(Written by Chely Wright and Liz Rose)
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 quite rhyme , but it made me cry
In 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 cause Im longing to go back
I keep them because I want to stay right where Im at
Im reminded of my rights and wrongs
I dont want to mess this up
But I wouldnt 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
Yeah, we went too 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
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, fight the urge to say its 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