Sabrina Carpenter

Fast Times

Sabrina Carpenter


Tom: Dm

[Primeira Parte] 

Dm
Sun's up too soon like daylight savings
Dm
Mixed emotions are congregatin'
Dm
Picturin' us in all these places
 Dm
Ahead of myself's an understatement


Dm
Sky looks so purple, I could taste it
Dm
Couple days and I'll call you "baby"
Dm
Three stories up, you're contemplatin'
                     Dm
But what the fuck is patience?
 
 
[Refrão] 

         Bm              A
These are fast times and fast nights, yeah
G                         A
 No time for rewrites, we couldn't help it
Bm            A
  Outlines on bed sides, yeah
G
Give me a second to forget I ever rеally meant it
Bm               A
  Fast times and fast nights, yeah
G                                  A
 Closеd eyes and closed blinds, we couldn't help it
Bm            A
  Outlines on bed sides, yeah
G                                                Dm
Give me a second to forget I ever rеally meant it 
 
 
[Parte 2] 


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


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


Bm     A
  These, these are (ooh, ooh)
G             A
 These are the fast times (ooh)
Bm     A
  These, these are (ooh, ooh)
G
 These are the—
 
 
[instrumental]

Bm A G  A
Bm A G
 
 
[Refrão] 


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