Daddy, Why Did You Eat My Fries

Daddy, why did you leave me
You created me
So don't you wanna see me
Daddy, why did you make me
If you're not gonna take me
To get a burger and shakey

My cursed blood is your cursed blood
Come on back and be my bud
I can count your visits on my finger tips
Come back and give me presents from your business trips
Daddy why did you father me
If all you want to do is bother me
Don't you know that I love you
I only want to see more of you

Daddy, why did you eat my fries
I bought them and they were mine
But you ate them
You ate my fries
And I cried
But you didn't see me cry

Daddy, do you even love me
Well I wish you' would show it
Because I wouldn't know it
What kind of dad eats his daughters fries
And doesn't her in the eyes
Daddy there were tears there
If you saw them would you even care