She calls me Goliath
And I wear the David mask
I guess the stones are
Coming too fast for her now

You know I`d like to believe
This nervousness will pass
All the stones that are thrown
Are building up a wall

I have become
Cumbersome to this world
I have become
Cumbersome to my girl

I`d like to believe
We could reconcile the past
Resurrect those bridges
With an ancient glance

But my old stone face
Can`t seem to bring her down
She remembers bridges
Burns them to the ground

I have become
Cumbersome to this world
I have become
Cumbersome to my girl

Too heavy, too light
Too black or too white
Too wrong or too right
Today or tonight
Cumbersome

Too rich or too poor
She`s wanting me less
And I`m wanting her more
The bitter taste is
Cumbersome

No, no....

There is a balance
Between two worlds
One with an arrow and a cross
Regardless of the balance
Life has become cumbersome

Too heavy, too light
Too black or too white
Too wrong or too right
Today or tonight
Cumbersome

Too rich or too poor
She`s wanting me less
And I`m wanting her more
The bitter taste is
Cumbersome

No, yeah, no, no, no
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No, no, no, yeah
No, no, no, no, yeah

Life has become cumbersome