Sabrina Carpenter

Fast Times

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Sun's up too soon like daylight savings
Mixed emotions are congregatin'
Picturin' us in all these places
"Ahead of myself"'s an understatement
Sky looks so purple, I can taste it
Couple days in, I call you "baby"
Three stories up here, contemplatin'
But what the - is patience?

These are fast times and fast nights, yeah
No time for rewrites, we couldn't help it
Outlines on bedsides, yeah
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it

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Fast times and fast nights, yeah
Closed eyes and closed blinds, we couldn't help it
Outlines on bedsides, yeah
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it

My feelings used to be serrated
But you speak in such a perfect cadence
Tiptoeing past so many stages
But what the - is patience?

These are fast times and fast nights, yeah
No time for rewrites, we couldn't help it
Outlines on bedsides, yeah
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it

Fast times and fast nights, yeah
Closed eyes and closed blinds, we couldn't help it
Outlines on bedsides, yeah
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it

These, these are, these are the fast times
These, these are, these are the...

Fast times and fast nights, yeah
No time for rewrites, we couldn't help it
Outlines on bedsides, yeah
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it

Fast times and fast nights, yeah
Closed eyes and closed blinds, we couldn't help it
Outlines on bedsides, yeah
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it