His first two lines are interestingly intricate: he's blaming the expenses she's made (or possibly 'made') him put out for her, such as the costly cloth, but he's also blaming the imagery of weaving itself for deluding him: "I thought we were, like all these threads, bound to each other in so many ways, but noooOOOOO, you're just out to suck me dry."

The last two lines are pure bitterness trying (and utterly failing) to act magnanimously.

She comes off a lot better than him, especially in emotionally maturity.