Chords for Seven Mary Three - Cumbersome

_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [E] _ [F#] _ _ _ _
She calls [E] me to life and I wear the favorite mask.
[B] _
I guess the stones [A] are coming [F#] to bless her now. _
You know I'd like to [E] believe this nervousness will pass.
[B] _
All the stones that [F#] are thrown are building up a wall.
I _ have [A] become _ _ [E]
conversational to [F#] this world. _ _ _
I have [A] become _ _ [E]
conversational to my [F#] girl. _ _ _ _
I'd like [E] to believe we can reconcile the past.
[B] _
Resurrect those precious [F#] with ancient glass. _
My own [E] stone face can't seem to break her down.
[B]
She remembers precious [F#] words to the girl. _ _
I have [A] become _ _ [E] conversational to [F#] this world. _ _ _
I have [A] become _ _ [E] conversational to [F#] my girl.
_ _ Too heavy, too light, too black, [A] too white, too wrong, too right.
[E] Can't deny, _ _ [F#] I'm conversational.
_ _ You're Mr.
Too Poor.
She's wanting [A] me less and I'm wanting her more.
_ [E] How can I taste this [F#] conversational?
_ No, I'm kidding.
No, no, no, _ _ _ _ [A] no, [F#] no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ There [E] is a balance between [B] two worlds.
_ [F#] One with a narrow end to crawl. _
_ _ [E] Godness of the past.
Life [B]
has become _ [F#] _ conversational. _
Too heavy, too light, too [A] black, too white, too wrong, too right.
[E] Can't deny, _ [F#] I'm conversational. _ _ _
You're Mr.
Too Poor.
She's [A] wanting me less and I'm wanting her [E] more.
How can I taste this [C#] conversational?
No, I'm kidding.
[A]
No, no, [F#] no, _ [E] _ [F#] _ _ [A] no, no, no, no, no, [E] [F#] no, _ _ [A] _
no, [E] no, no, [F#] no, no, no.
There is [A] a [F#] balance between [E] [F#] two worlds. _ _
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