I spy with my little tired eye Tiny as a firefly, a pebble that we picked up last July Down deep inside your pocket We almost forgot it Does it ever miss Wicklow sometimes?
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
They said the end is comin' Everyone's up to something I found myself running home to your sweet nothings Outside theyre pushin', shovin' You're in the kitchen humming 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-ooh-ooh
'Cause they said the end is comin' Everyone's up to something I found myself running home to your sweet nothings Outside they're pushin', shovin' You're in the kitchen humming All that you ever wanted from me was nothing
Industry disruptors and soul deconstructors And smooth-talking hucksters out-glad-handing each other And the voices that implore, you should be doing more To you I can admit, that I'm just too soft for all of it
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh They said the end is comin' Everyone's up to something I found myself running home to your sweet nothings Outside theyre pushin', shovin' You're in the kitchen humming All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing
They said the end is comin', ooh-ooh They said the end is comin' Everyone's up to something Everyone's up to something I found myself running home to your sweet nothings I found myself running onto your sweet nothings Outside they're pushin', shovin' Outside theyre pushin', shovin' You're in the kitchen humming You're in the kitchen humming All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
