William Beckett
Coppertone
[Verse 1]
Do you think you're up for this?
Are you ready to get undressed
Undressed in your evening best, besides
Every heart is like a house on fire with
Escape routes in every room
These are the trials of our youth
[Chorus]
But this charade is never going to last
So pick the poison and pour yourself a glass
I still feel the same
Ah, no one's to blame
[Verse 2]
I will be waiting outside if you're ready to go
Your sundress reflects in the headlight glow
Besides, every heart is like a house of cards
When the walls break down on you
These are the trials of our youth
[Chorus]
But this charade is never going to last
So pick the poison and pour yourself a glass
I still feel the same
Ah, these are the fast times
These are the fast times
[Instrumental Bridge]
[Chorus]
But this charade is never going to last
So pick the poison and pour yourself a glass
I still feel the same
Ah...
These mistakes are just a part of the ride
And if we choke on the next tongue that we tie
I still feel the same
Ah, these are the fast times
These are the fast times
These are the fast times
These are the fast times