Capo 3
v.1
^EShe calls me Goliath but I ^Dwear the David mask
^AI guess the stones are comin' too ^Efast for her now
^EYou know I'd like to believe this ^Dnervousness will pass
^AAll the stones that are thrown are ^Ebuildin' up a wall

Chorus:
^EI have be^Gcome cumber^Dsome to this ^Eworld
^EI have be^Gcome cumber^Dsome to my ^Egirl

v.2
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 and she burns them to the ground

Rpt. Ch.

Refrain:
^EToo heavy, too light, too black or too ^Gwhite, too wrong or too right
Today, to^Dnight, cumber^Esome
^EToo rich or too poor, she's wanting me ^Gless an' I'm wanting her more
^DThe bitter taste is cumber^Esome, oh yeah
^GNo, no, ^Eno, yeah^D--D--E... ^Gno, no, ^Eno, yeah^D--D--E

Instr. Brk.
E--D--A--E

v.3. {slow, quiet}
^EThere is a ^Gbalance between two ^Aworlds
One with an ^Earrow and a cross
^ERegardless of the ^Dbalance
Life has be^Acome cumber^Esome

Rpt. Refrain
Your life has become cumbersome