They Love You Still

You drank away your entire day
Seems like that is now always
Your escape from your kids
After you tell them what they did
To get hit on the side of the head

Your strikes are hard blows
Your wife doesn't know
Where she can possibly go
For help covering her scars
And getting you put behind some bars

Yet they love you still
Even as you break their will
You end up making a slow kill
Never getting enough of your fill
You always complain about the bill
Of caring about their suffering under your drills