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