She comes from silver spoon, golden rule, private school Never missed Sunday church And I come from blue collar, low dollar Out here where concrete meets old red dirt And I don't know what happened But it sure don't add up on paper But when I close my eyes late at night You can bet I thank my maker She keeps on loving me Loves me the way I am She's not just along for the ride She's my biggest fan Lord, it's a little old piece of heaven When we lay down at night She keeps on loving me And I keep on wondering why Anthony couldn't help but wonder why Kenzie the literal queen of England loved him yet she was aboustley smitten with him in every way possible she is in love with him. They had met a while back at a ball and had hit off it was back when she was still a princess before her father passed on the torch for her to be Queen. And for a while she has wanted to be more and he can't figure out why he is no prince or Duke or anything else that is of higher power. He just knew it didn't match up on paper yet here she was throwing rocks at him window to get his attention. He opened the window how his room was she could climb up usually she had him open the window before climbing up she quickly scrambled up and into his window giggling her way up. He couldn't help but giggle too at her giggles pulling her close she kissed him after they pulled away he rested his forehead on her forehead. Anthony: Why do you love me?