Sweet Nothing Teclado

	  Intro F  C  Dm  C 

 


 

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? 

F    C       Dm   C 
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh 


F                    C 
They said the end is comin' 
                 Dm 
Everyone's up to something 
                       C                  F 
I found myself running home to your sweet nothings 
                         C 
I'll take their pushin', shovin' 
                      Dm 
You're in the kitchen humming 
                  C 
All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing 



 

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On the way home 
C  
I wrote a poem 
Dm 
You say: What a mind 
C 
This happens all the time 
F    C       Dm   C 
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh 



F                    C 
'Cause they said the end is comin' 
                 Dm 
Everyone's up to something 
                       C                  F 
I found myself running home to your sweet nothings 
                         C 
I'll take their pushin', shovin' 
                      Dm 
You're in the kitchen humming 
                  C 
All that you ever wanted from me was nothing 



 

F                       C 
Industry disruptors and soul deconstructors 
Dm                               C 
And smooth-talking hucksters out-glad-handing each other 
        F                        C 
And the voices that implore, you should be doing more 
   Dm                   C 
To you I can admit that I'm just too soft for all of it 

( F  C  Dm  C ) 

F    C       Dm   C 
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh 

 

F                    C 
They said the end is comin' 
                 Dm 
Everyone's up to something 
                       C                  F 
I found myself running home to your sweet nothings 
                         C 
I'll take their pushin', shovin' 
                      Dm      C 
You're in the kitchen humming  

F                    C 
They said the end is comin' 
                 Dm 
Everyone's up to something 
                       C                  F 
I found myself running home to your sweet nothings 
                         C 
I'll take their pushin', shovin' 
                      Dm 
You're in the kitchen humming 
                  C 
All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing