G C Daddy, why did you eat my fries? D7 G I bought them, and they were mine. G C But you ate them, yeah, you ate my fries D7 G and I cried, but you didn't see me cry. G B7 Daddy, do you even love me? Em Well, I wish you'd show it, C7 'cause I wouldn't know it. G What kind of dad eats his daughter's fries? B7 And doesn't look her in the eyes? Em Daddy there were tears there, C7 if you saw them would you even care.