Rebecca Sugar - Fry song

^GDaddy, Why did you ^Cleave me? You cre^Dated me, So don't you wanna ^Gsee me? ^GDaddy, Why did you ^Cmake me? If you're not gonna ^Dtake me To get a burger and ^Gshakey? ^GMy cursed blood is your cursed blood, ^B7Come on back and be my bud. I can ^Emcount your visits on my fingertips. Come ^Cback and give me presents from your ^C7business trips. ^GDaddy why did you father me, If ^B7all you wanna do is bother me? ^EmDon't you know that I love you? When I ^Conly wanna see more ^C7of you. ^GDaddy, why did you ^Ceat my fries? I ^Dbought them, and ^Gthey were mine. But you ^Gate them, yeah, you ^Cate my fries... And I ^Dcried, but you didn't ^Gsee me cry. ^GDaddy, Do you even ^B7love me? Well, I wish you'd ^Emshow it, 'Cause I wouldn't ^Cknow it. ^C7 What kind of dad eats his ^Gdaughter's fries, And doesn't even look her ^B7in the eyes? Daddy, there were ^Emtears there. If you saw them would you ^Ceven care?