Taylor Swift -  Sweet Nothing Chords

[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

F          

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

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