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?