Cumbersome Lyrics - American Standard - Seven Mary Three

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 

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 I know now, know 

Know now, know yeah 

Your life has become cumbersome