Written by Rebecca Sugar
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?
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