It's All Your Fault

I want to talk, Talk it through, Talk about me, And talk about you. Lately it's been hard, All of your work, And around the kids, You're such a jerk. Well it's not my fault, You're the one who chose, A bakers dozen, Of kids, yes those. How can i know, The future Shane, You haven't been, Through the blood and the pain. Hey, I've been working hard, To keep our home, We're nearly bankrupt, And you know that dome, That you bought for our dog, I mean come on honey, I work and i work, But you spend all the money. I don't care for this rubbish, I care not for you, Get out of my house, And i'm keeping Lulu!