| 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, insulted, 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 |