Chely Wright Album

(written by Chely Wright and Gary Burr)

I heard a real good joke that you would love
And if I'd heard it a few weeks before
I would've reached for the phone and called you up
But we don't do that anymore

I guess we're just old friends who meet like this
In line at the grocery store.
When we say goodbye there is no kiss
'Cause we don't do that anymore

What do I wish I could undo
What do I want to say to you
What did I lose when I gave you back your ring
What did I change by letting go
What do I think I miss the most? everything

When I'm flying high or slip and fall
Hey, that's what a best friend is for
There was a time we shared it all
But we don't do that anymore

What do I wish I could undo
What do I want to say to you
What did I lose when I gave you back your ring
What did I change by letting go
What do I think I miss the most? Everything

The way we laugh
The way we kiss
It just feels wrong to be like this

What do I wish I could undo
What do I want to say to you
What did I lose when I gave you back your ring
What did I change by letting go
What do I think I miss the most? Everything

If I had married JFK
I would have lost my mind
'Cause everybody seemed to know
How he spent his leisure time
Well I guess that things were different then
A wife just turned her head
But do you think she cried
When the president didn't make it home to bed
How did she survive
That kind of life

If I were Jackie
I'd got in one of those black sedans
And left the secret service in the dust
If I were Jackie
I'd of told Marylin - you can keep that man
'Cause he's gonna cheat on you like he cheated on us

She kept on facing forward and she held her head up high
Even when she smelled a strange perfume
She stood there by his side
She'd smile and she would wave
Like she had grown accustomed to
The picture of perfection like a debutante would do
Did she ever ask him
Where the hell have you been

If I were Jackie
I'd got in one of those black sedans
And left the secret service in the dust
If I were Jackie
I'd of told Marylin - you can keep that man
'Cause he's gonna cheat on you like he cheated on us

(spoken)
Well, I guess it's easy to sit here today and say what I would do
Yeah, but we'll probably never know
If it was her weakness or strength
That covered up the truth

If I were Jackie
I'd got in one of those black sedans
And left the secret service in the dust
If I were Jackie
I'd of told Marylin - you can keep that man
'Cause he's gonna cheat on you like he cheated on us

If I were Jackie
I'd got in one of those black seans

I can't count the times we've sat and cried
Up all night, trying to work it out
But this feels different than it ever was
This is serious
Are we over now

Everything I've ever learned about love
Baby, I've learned it from us

Love can make you really believe
Love can knock you straight to your knees
Love can make you fight for the things you wanna hold
But sometimes, baby, love lets go

You're the only one who ever thought
That I was strong and I liked it
And I'm the only one you'd ever tell
When you needed help, like I did
I know it hurts you to do this to me
But baby, don't stay where you don't want to be

Love can make you really believe
Love can knock you straight to your knees
Love can make you fight for the things you wanna hold
But sometimes, baby, love lets go

(written by Chely Wright)

I'm not the first to make you cry
I always promise baby this is the last time
You believe in second chances and I love you for that
But I'm on number ninety-nine and you won't take me back

And I can't say I'm sorry
And I can't swear to God I'm gonna change
And I could tell you I will heal the wounds that cut you down
But you've got scars
And I've got scars
Love goes only so far no matter who you are

I had the chance to change your images of trust
Each time you tried before you got tangled up
I couldn't ease the pain of the hurt you'd had before
But I've got history of my own I only hurt you more

And I can't say I'm sorry
And I can't swear to God I'm gonna change
And I could tell you I will heal the wounds that cut you down
But you've got scars
And I've got scars
Love goes only so far no matter who you are

Oh, our past makes up our present
We never really get a brand new start
So you can take your heart and run
But it's gonna leave a mark

And I can't say I'm sorry
And I can't swear to God I'm gonna change
And I could tell you I will heal the wounds that cut you down
But you've got scars
And I've got scars

I never really partied a lot
Steamed up a few windows, kissing in cars
And that's as dangerous as I got
Didn't drink, didn't smoke
Did I think I could go through this world
Pure as an angel
A girl guarded from danger

It wasn't a lucky strike
Or a different lover every night
Or a heavy metal song that made the warnings come true
There's no whiskey hard enough to do the damage that you've done
By packing up and leaving like you said you'd never do
It wasn't sex, drugs, and rock and roll that got me
It was you, it was you, it was you

I should have been living it up
But I was little miss perfect and still ended up here
Well, I would have had a whole lot more fun
Than this mess that you see
Well, I guess it would be my own bed
That I'd have to lie in
But instead you left me crying

It wasn't a lucky strike
Or a different lover everynight
Or a heavy metal song that made the warnings come true
There's no whiskey hard enough to do the damage that you've done
By packing up and leaving like you said you'd never do
It wasn't sex, drugs, and rock and roll that got me
It was you, it was you, it was you

There's no whiskey hard enough to do the damage that you've done
By packing up and leaving like you said you'd never do
It wasn't sex, drugs, and rock and roll that killed me
It was you, it was you, it was you

(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
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
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

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

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

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, 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