F C/E I spy with my little tired eye Dm7 C Tiny as a firefly, a pebble that we picked up last July F C/E Down deep inside your pocket Dm7 We almost forgot it C Does it ever miss Wicklow sometimes? F C/E Dm7 C Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Chorus: F C/E They said the end is comin Dm7 Everyone's up to something C F I find myself running home to your sweet nothings C/E Outside they're push and shoving Dm7 You're in the kitchen humming C All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing On the way home I wrote a poem You say, "What a mind" This happens all the time Ooh, ooh Chorus: âCause they said the end is coming Everyone's up to something I found myself a-running home to your sweet nothings Outside they're push and shoving You're in the kitchen hummin' All that you ever wanted from me was nothing F C/E Industry disrupters and soul deconstructors Dm7 C And smooth-talking hucksters out glad-handing each other F C/E And the voice that implore "You should be doing more" Dm7 C To you I can admit, that I'm just too soft for all of it Chorus: They said the end is coming Everyone's up to something I found myself a-running home to your sweet nothings Outside they're push and shoving Youâre in the kitchen humminâ All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing They said the end is coming (They said the end is coming) Everyone's up to something (Everyoneâs up to something) I found myself a-running home to your sweet nothings Outside they're push and shoving (Outside they're push and shoving) You're in the kitchen humminâ (You're in the kitchen hummin') All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC Dm Dm7 E F |