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 break her down 
she remembers bridges, burns them to the ground 
I have become cumbersome to this world 
I have become cumbersome to this girl 

too heavy too light, too black or too white, too wrong or too right, today or tonight 
cumbersome 
too rich 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