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, they 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 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 Fallin' for forever was a big mistake There's so much not to do And all day not to do with him 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 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 We're as close as we might ever be again Every other weekend Yeah, for fifteen minutes We're family again God, I wish that he was still with me again Every other weekend