Marcie,
why did I eat your fries?
You bought them,
they weren’t mine.
But I ate them,
Yeah, I ate your fries.
And we both cried,
but you didn’t see me cry.
Marcie,
could you even trust me?
Well I wouldn’t know it,
can’t expect you to show it.
What kind of Daddy eats his daughters fries,
and doesn’t even look her in the eyes,
Marcie, there were tears there,
I did see them and I really cared.
((* I do not own the image, nor do I know the source of it. I’d be more than glad to link it in if someone would tell me (: The lyrics just popped into my head, and I couldn’t resist.))
