Traditions

We're singing white Christmas, it's not even snowing Somebody's blaming it on global warming We go up to London to look at the lights Watch the same movies, have the same fights Glitter on the counter and in the champagne Every December it's always the same I show up to parties all by myself Try to be happy for everyone else Take all the pictures then hide in the kitchen Tell myself this time next year will be different But nothing has changed Just the dress that I'm in and the lines on my face Everyone's got their traditions Why is mine being lonely at Christmas I drive home alone to my family's house Their personal questions, well-meaning suggestions Don't get a bedroom, I sleep on the couch 'Cause they're all in couples and I'm the odd one out Feels like I'm stuck in the opening scene Of a cheap Christmas movie sent straight to TV I show up to parties all by myself Try to be happy for everyone else Take all the pictures then hide in the kitchen Tell myself this time next year will be different But nothing has changed Just the dress that I'm in and the lines on my face Everyone's got their traditions Why is mine being lonely at Christmas I show up to parties all by myself Try to be happy for everyone else Take all the pictures then hide in the kitchen Tell myself this time next year will be different But nothing has changed Just the dress that I'm in and the lines on my face Everyone's got their traditions And mine's being lonely at Christmas