Lyrics

I've learned the chores get split up three ways in my home
And I get the dog's share upon my own
But I don't gripe and wine and cry about the extra duties
I agreed to on the day I made you mine


I've learned to never operate that stupid tool
That IKEA makes to make me look a fool
I far from calmly step aside, she takes the picture and my pride
And puts the thing together in no time



For better or for worse, can I get reimbursed
If this thing doesn't work, blessing or blessed curse
I try to see the other side of how I'm wrong again this time
Guess I'm wrong again this time



I've learned that wanting them is just the way it is
And I don't mean little goats when I say kids
But if they ever cross the line, I'll just say they're yours, not mine
I'd like to help but I don't got the time


I've learned it only happens when you're in the mood
And behind your back I give you attitude
You just turn and walk away and say not now, some other day
I grab a magazine and bring the lube



For better or for worse, can I get reimbursed
If this thing doesn't work, blessing or blessed curse
I try to see the other side of how I'm wrong again this time
Guess I'm wrong again this time