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