Exhausted

I'm not around that much, running Exhausted and lost If it could be undone Will it have costed? It's taught and lost Blowing away we stray, wilted Exalted, at fault What if the day had stayed in bed These baubles, we've brought At fault After the bliss has long ended This caution, this fault Give me a breeze that's long-winded Accosted, adult, arrested --- Exhausted - Foo Fighters