A Bm Daddy, why did you eat my fries? E A I bought them, and they were mine. A Bm But you ate them, yeah, you ate my fries. E A And I cried, but you didn’t see me cry. A Bm Daddy, do you even love me? D Well I wish you'd show it, A Cause I wouldn't know it. A What kind of dad eats his daughter's fries? Bm And doesn't look her in the eyes? D Daddy there were tears there. A If you saw them would you even care?
