I have become cumbersome to this world
No no no yeah
The bitter taste is cumbersome
No yeah
Too rich too poor, she's wanting me less and I'm wanting her more
No no no yeah
The bitter taste is cumbersome
One with an arrow and a cross
No no no yeah
I have become cumbersome to this world
I'd like to believe we could reconcile the past
She remembers bridges, burns them to the ground
There is a balance between two worlds
No no no yeah
No yeah
Resurrect those bridges with an ancient glance
You know I'd like to believe this nervousness will pass
Yeah yeah no no no yeah
Too rich too poor, she's wanting me less and I'm wanting her more
Too heavy too light, too black or too white, too wrong or too right
Today or tonight, cumbersome
But my old stone face can't seem to break her down
Too heavy too light, too black or too white, too wrong or too right
I have become cumbersome to my girl
I have become cumbersome to my girl
All the stones that are thrown are building up a wall
Cumbersome
Regardless of the balance life has become
Today or tonight, cumbersome
