Fast Times

Tom: Dbm

[Primeira Parte]
Em
Sun's up too soon like daylight savings
Em
Mixed emotions are congregatin'
Em
Picturin' us in all these places
Em
Ahead of myself's an understatement
Em
Sky looks so purple, I could taste it
Em
Couple days and I'll call you "baby"
Em
Three stories up, you're contemplatin'
Em
But what the fuck is patience?

[Refrão]
C#m B
These are fast times and fast nights, yeah
A
No time for rewrites, we couldn't help it
C#m B
Outlines on bed sides, yeah
A
Give me a second to forget I ever rеally meant it
C#m B
Fast times and fast nights, yeah
A
Closеd eyes and closed blinds, we couldn't help it

[Próxima Parte]
C#m B
Outlines on bed sides, yeah
A Em
Give me a second to forget I ever rеally meant it

[Parte 2]
Em
My feelings used to be serrated
Em
But you speak in such a perfect cadence
Em
Tip-toein' past so many stages
Em
But what the fuck is patience?

[Refrão]
[Próxima Parte]
C#m B
Outlines on bed sides, yeah
A
Give me a second to forget I ever rеally meant it

[Ponte]
C#m B
These, these are (ooh, ooh)
A B
These are the fast times (ooh)
C#m B
These, these are (ooh, ooh)
A
These are the—
( C#m B A )
( C#m B A )

[Refrão]
C#m B
Fast times and fast nights, yeah
A
No time for rewrites, we couldn't help it
C#m B
Outlines on bed sides, yeah
A
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it
C#m B
Fast times and fast nights, yeah
A
Closed eyes and closed blinds, we couldn't help it
C#m B
Outlines on bed sides, yeah
A
Give me a second to forget I ever really meant it