When she turned 33 she sat staring at the lights strung on the tree

Though her eyes lingered there, she felt her mothers stare

At her finger being bare

Another glass of wine got her feeling like calling up an old friend

During Christmas breaks from universities

He'd love her when she wanted it

She grew up picking apples from trees, skinning her knees

Big bow in her hair and a smile to please

Now the whispers sound like screams 

Around here you're not supposed to be

Unmarried and 33

When the morning came it was snowing just like Santa Claus had planned

Her younger sat with her baby and

Her hand on her husband

A slice of pie and a hug so tight from her aunt on the other side

Saying she knows a man

A hard workin’ man

She thinks he’d be just right

She grew up picking apples from trees, skinning her knees

Big bow in her hair and a smile to please

Now the whispers sound like screams 

Around here you're not supposed to be

Unmarried and 33

She kissed her family

Drove away from her hometown

She had a good childhood

But she can't stand that place now

She grew up picking apples from trees, skinning her knees

When she left home she left behind all those supposed to be’s

Now she sees

Around here, around here, around here,

You can be

However you wanna be