I am bottled fizzy water
And you were shaking me up
You are a fingernail running
Down the chalkboard I thought I left in third grade
Now my only consolation
Is that this could not last forever
Even though you´re singing and thinking how well you´ve got it made

Who are you?
And will you be through
Yeah, it´s just a phase
It will be over soon
Yeah, it´s just a phase
Yeah, it´s just a...phase

Call it women´s intuition
But I think I´m on to something here
Temporaryism has been the bad thing
And the Jesus of our age
I know that I sound opinionated
Maybe biased and quite possibly jaded
But sooner than later they´ll be throwing quarters at you on the stage

Who are you?
And will you be through
Yeah, it´s just a phase
It will be over soon
Yeah, it´s just a phase
Yeah, it´s just a...phase

And I am waiting for it to be over too