Every Other Weekend

Every other Friday

It's toys and clothes and backpacks

Is everybody in okay?

Let's go see Dad

Same time in the same spot

Corner of the same old parking lot

Half the hugs and kisses there

Are always sad

We trade a couple words

And looks and kids again

Every other weekend

Every other weekend

Very few exceptions

I pick up the love we made

In both my arms

It's movies on the sofa

Grilled cheese and cut the crust off

But that's not the way Mom makes it, Daddy

Breaks my heart

I miss everything

I used to have with her again

Every other weekend

But I can't tell her, I love her

(I can't tell him, I love him)

'Cause there's too many questions

And ears in the car

So I don't tell him, I miss him

(I don't tell her, I need her)

She's over me, that's where we are

So we're as close

As we might ever be again

Every other weekend

Every other Saturday

First thing in the morning

I turn the TV on

To make the quiet go away

I know why, but I don't know

Why we ever let this happen

Falling for forever

Was a big mistake

There's so much not to do

And all day not to do it in

Every other weekend

Every other Sunday

I empty out my backseat

While my children hug their mother

In the parking lot

We don't touch, we don't talk much

Maybe goodbye to each other

As she drives away

With every piece of heart I got

I re-convince myself

We did the right thing

Every other weekend

So I can't tell her, I love her

(I can't tell him, I love him)

'Cause there's too many questions

And ears in the car

So I don't tell him, I miss him

(I don't tell her, I need her)

She's over me, that's where we are

So we're as close

As we might ever be again

Every other weekend

Yeah, for fifteen minutes, we're a family again

God, I wish that he was still with me again

Every other weekend