Make Yourself A Drawer
by Callie Vane · Country · Made with Suno · 0 plays
Style
Prompt
Modern country-pop with warm country-rock bite, 104 BPM, G major, 4/4, Smoky female alto, playful spoken-sung verses, warm low register, restrained rasp, open melodic chorus and subtle female harmony doubles, Bright acoustic strum, gritty Telecaster rhythm, melodic pedal steel, warm bass, punchy live drums, light tambourine, Intimate domestic storytelling, confident flirtation with real vulnerability, Vocal within 5 seconds; spacious 16-bar choruses, two-bar guitar turnaround, drums drop for bridge, final chorus blooms without belting, short resolved outro and band stop, Target 3:32; no extended solo, no fade
Lyrics
Top one. I cleared it out. You fold your shirt before you go to bed. I watch you like you did a magic trick. I've known men who could sweet-talk a room; You ask which side I like and let me pick. This morning you were packing up again. I said, "You know, you could leave some of that in." You asked me if I meant just for tonight. I pulled that empty drawer out in reply. Don't make yourself scarce, make yourself a drawer. You don't have to live out of that bag anymore. Bring a couple old shirts, leave 'em where they land. I ain't much at asking, so I hope you understand: I can't promise easy, but I'm sure enough for more. Don't make yourself scarce. Make yourself a drawer. You put one shirt in, ask me, "Is this good?" I say, "You get the whole thing, if you would." Then you leave some space along the side. I move your folded shirt and say, "It's fine." You laugh, "You sure?" and wait for me to speak. I say, "I didn't clear it out to keep it neat." Don't make yourself scarce, make yourself a drawer. You don't have to live out of that bag anymore. Bring a couple old shirts, leave 'em where they land. I ain't much at asking, so I hope you understand: I can't promise easy, but I'm sure enough for more. Don't make yourself scarce. Make yourself a drawer. Last time I emptied one, I swore that I was through. Filled it full of things I never use. Took me half the night to get it clear. Took me longer just to ask you here. Don't make yourself scarce, make yourself a drawer. You don't have to live out of that bag anymore. Bring a couple old shirts, leave 'em where they land. I ain't much at asking, but I'm asking you to understand: It's a little bit of room; I want you taking more. Don't make yourself scarce. Make yourself a drawer. You close it with your shirt inside. I reach for you and turn out the light.