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[Intro]
| F      | C/E    | Dm7    | C      
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| F      | C/E    | Dm7    | C      
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[Intro]
 F                    C/E 
I spy with my little tired eye
         Dm7                       
Tiny as a firefly, a pebble that we 
      C 
picked up last July
 F                      C/E 
Down deep inside your pocket
             Dm7 
We almost forgot it
                  C 
Does it ever miss Wicklow sometimes?




[Interlude]
 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            
I find myself running home to your 
     F 
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


[Instrumental]
| F      | C/E    | Dm7    | C      
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[Verse 2]
 F 
On the way home
 C/E 
I wrote a poem
 Dm7 
You say, What a mind"
 C 
This happens all the time


[Interlude]
 F     C/E     Dm7  C 
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh


[Chorus]
 F                           C/E 
'Cause they said the end is coming
                 Dm7 
Everyone's up to something
                     C            
I find myself running home to your 
     F 
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
nothing


[Bridge]
 F                       C/E 
Industry disrupters and soul 
deconstructors
    Dm7                         
And smooth-talking hucksters out 
 C 
glad-handing each other
       F                       
And the voice that implore "You 
 C/E 
should be doing more"
  Dm7                   C 
To you I can admit, that I'm just 
too soft for all of it


[Instrumental]
| F      | C/E    | Dm7    | C      
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| F      | C/E    | Dm7    | C      
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[Chorus]
 F                     G 
They said the end is coming
                 C 
Everyone's up to something
                     Am           
I find myself running home to your 
     F 
sweet nothings
                         G 
Outside they're push and shoving
                      C 
You're in the kitchen humming
                 Em                
All that you ever wanted from me was
      F 
sweet nothing
                    G 
They said the end is coming (They 
said the end is coming)
                C 
Everyone's up to something 
(Everyone's up to 
something)
                     Am           
I find myself running home to your 
     F 
sweet nothings
                        G 
Outside they're push and shoving 
(Outside they're push and 
shoving)
                     C 
You're in the kitchen humming 
(You're in the kitchen 
humming)
                 Am 
All that you ever wanted from me was
sweet nothing


[Outro]
| F      | C/E    | Dm7    | C