Intro: F C Dm C x2 F C I spy with my little tired eye Dm C Tiny as a firefly, a pebble that we picked up last July F C Down deep inside your pocket Dm We almost forgot it C Does it ever miss Wicklow sometimes? Pre-Chorus: F C Dm C Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Chorus: F C They said the end is comin Dm Everyoneʼs up to something C F I find myself running home to your sweet nothings C Outside theyʼre push and shoving Dm Youʼre in the kitchen humming C F C Dm C All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing F On the way home C I wrote a poem Dm You say, What a mind C This happens all the time Pre-Chorus: F C Dm C Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Chorus: F C ʼCause they said the end is coming Dm Everyoneʼs up to something C F I find myself running home to your sweet nothings C Outside theyʼre push and shoving Dm Youʼre in the kitchen humming C All that you ever wanted from me was nothing Bridge: F C Industry disrupters and soul deconstructors Dm C And smooth-talking hucksters out glad-handing each other F C And the voice that implore «You should be doing more» Dm C To you I can admit, that Iʼm just too soft for all of it Instrumental: F C Dm C x2 Chorus: F G They said the end is coming C Everyoneʼs up to something Am F I find myself running home to your sweet nothings G Outside theyʼre push and shoving C Youʼre in the kitchen humming Am F All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing G They said the end is coming C Everyoneʼs up to something Am F I find myself running home to your sweet nothings G Outside theyʼre push and shoving C Youʼre in the kitchen humming Am F C Dm C All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing
