At least part of her does,and maybe part of you likes it and doesn’t want it to stop.
Cause I was trying to get you to open up, but you missed the signal, so I figured I’d just keep on waiting, and here you are, more or less right on time.
D: Just you and I, open road. Eating street tacos. Lots of ice cream, robbing banks.
K: I love you so much.
D: I love you, too.