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