Cumbersome Chords by Seven Mary Three

[F#] _ [F] _ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [E] _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ She calls me a liar, [E] then I wear the David mask. _
[B] I guess the stones [A] are coming [F#] to press her now.
[E] _
[F#] You know I'd like [E] to believe this nervousness will pass.
[B] All the stones [A] that are [F#] thrown are building up a wall.
I _ have [A] become _ _
[E] conversational to this [F#] world. _ _ _
_ I have [A] become _ _
[E] conversational to my [F#] girl. _ _ _
_ I'd like [E] to believe we can reconcile the past.
[B] _ Resurrect [A] those [F#] possessed with ancient plans.
My own [E] stone face can't seem to break her down.
[B] She [A] remembers, [F#] presents, burns into the ground. _
_ I have [A] become _ _ [E] conversational _ to this [F#] world. _ _ _
_ I have [A] become _ _ _
[E] conversational to my [F#] girl.
_ _ [G#] _
[F#] Too heavy, too light, too black or [A] too white, too wrong or too right.
[E] Can't deny I'm on [F#] the song. _ _
Too rich or too poor, she's wanting [A] me less than I'm wanting her more. _
[E] The better taste is from [F#] the song.
No, [A] yeah, no, [F#] no, no, _ [E] _ [F#] _ _ [A]
no, [F#] no, no, yeah.
[E] _ [F#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ There [E] is a balance between [B] two worlds.
[E] One [F#] with a narrow end to crawl.
_ _ God lifts [E] up the balance.
Life [B] has become _ _ [F#] _
conversational.
_ Too heavy, too light, too [A] black or too white, too wrong or too right.
[E] Can't deny I'm [F#] on the song.
_ _ Too rich or too poor, she's [A] wanting me less than I'm wanting her more.
[E] The better taste is from the song.
[F#] [E] No, [A] yeah, no, [F#] no, no, [E] _ _
[F#] _ _ [A] no, [F#] no, no, [E] yeah. _
[F#] _ _ [A] No, [F#] yeah, no, [E] no, no, no, [F#] no, yeah.
_ [A] Your [F#] life [E] has become [F#] conversational. _ _ _ _ _ _