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 the 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 break 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

A bitter taste is cumbersome

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

A bitter taste is cumbersome

Your life has become cumbersome