I paid first and last month's rent, I wondered why I even carried in that old bed of mine
Cause Its not like I ever sleep
All I do is think of her, and wonder how im gonna make things work
Cause I know as a dad I've got a lot of responsibilities
And even though God gave this gift to the both of us
Some how every other weekend is how it ended up

 [bad word] 
So when the telephone rings, I drop everything
Cause when all you got is that 8 o'clock, nite nite daddy miss you a lot
I stop in my tracks, and I try to act strong when she calls
And I thank God she cant hear tears...when they fall

Now its her Dr. Seuss and me shes learning how to read
And I cant see the pictures, but I can hear those pages turn
And her momma says it bath time, so she blows a kiss through the line
I don't know whats worse saying goodbye, or talking to her
Cause im the one who should be there tucking her in the bed
But since her voice is all I have im thankful for what I get

[repeat [bad word] 

If she knew I was crying she might think its her fault, oh but that's just me missing her
Every time we talk, every time we talk

[repeat [bad word] 

"Bye daddy" "Bye baby, I'll talk to you soon alright?" "alright" "I love you" "I love you too."