Back of the Bottom Drawer

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