A
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.
B
A napkin that is stained with time
has a poem on it that didn't 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 I'm not always right.
And a stolen key from an old hotel room door.
In the back, of the bottom drawer.
A
I don't keep these things,
cause I'm longing to go back.
I keep them because I want to stay right where 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
without this box of stuff.
B
A birthday card from my first boyfriend,
he signed it I love you so I gave in.
Yeah 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, closing down the bars.
That champagne was cheap but still I've got that cork.
In the back, of the bottom drawer
C
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.
A
So 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.
A SECTIONS
B Em/B..
A , A/F#, E/G#
A B7
B SECTIONS
E C#m
A B C#m, C#m/B, A
A B E
C SECTION (BRIDGE)
C B7
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