i wonder about us 

is us worth the fuss

will memories become dust 

can i be our nurse

can we break this curse 

will he be coming around the mountain

driving a hearse

why don’t we stand in the sun

baby be my one 

why you gotta pull a gun

would hate for us to be done

i show up at your shores

asking are you sure 

crack the door

this 

this is the more