sWEEt nOTHiNg
Taylor Swift Lyrics


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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

They said the end is comin'
Everyone's up to somethin'
I found myself a-runnin' home to your sweet nothings
Outside they're push and shovin'
You're in the kitchen hummin'
All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothin'

On the way home
I wrote a poem
You say, "What a mind"
This happens all the time

Ooh, ooh

'Cause they said the end is comin'
Everyone's up to somethin'
I found myself a-runnin' home to your sweet nothings
Outside they're push and shovin'
You're in the kitchen hummin'
All that you ever wanted from me was nothin'

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

They said the end is comin'
Everyone's up to somethin'
I found myself a-runnin' home to your sweet nothings
Outside they're push and shovin'
You're in the kitchen hummin'
All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothin'
They said the end is comin' (they said the end is comin')
Everyone's up to somethin' (everyone's up to somethin')
I found myself a-runnin' home to your sweet nothings
Outside they're push and shovin' (outside they're push and shovin')




You're in the kitchen hummin' (you're in the kitchen hummin')
All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothin'

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of the chorus of "sWEEt nOTHiNg" seem to reference a simpler time when the singer and someone else were together and going about their daily lives. They find a pebble that they picked up together last July but almost forgot about. The question of whether it misses Wicklow, a town in Ireland, implies that this time they spent together was in the past and they are no longer together. The singer remembers this time fondly and yearns for the comfort of "sweet nothings" in the present, where "the end is comin'" and "everyone's up to somethin'."


The second verse seems like a continuation of this nostalgia for a simpler past. The singer is on their way home and writes a poem, which is seemingly nothing special to them given that their partner's response is just "What a mind / This happens all the time." Despite this, the singer still finds solace in returning home to their partner's "sweet nothings" amidst the chaos of the world outside where "they're push and shovin'."


The third verse suggests that the "they" in "they're push and shovin'" are "industry disruptors" and "soul deconstructors." The singer seems to be criticizing the competitive nature of the industry and society at large, which is personified as "smooth-talking hucksters / out glad-handing each other," while outside their door, everyone is vying for power and success. However, the singer finds comfort and security in their relationship, confessing that they are "just too soft for all of it."


Overall, "sWEEt nOTHiNg" seems to be a wistful reflection on a past relationship and a longing for a simpler time in the midst of a world that is often too competitive and harsh. The chorus's catchy melody and repetition of "sweet nothings" adds to the nostalgic tone of the song and emphasizes the desire for comfort and security in a chaotic world.


Line by Line Meaning

I spy with my little tired eye
Despite feeling exhausted, I notice something small


Tiny as a firefly
It's small, like a little beetle that glows in the dark


A pebble that we picked up last July
It's a rock we found together on a summer day


Down deep inside your pocket
It's been kept hidden away in your pocket


We almost forgot it
We haven't seen it in a long time


Does it ever miss Wicklow sometimes?
I wonder if it ever remembers where it came from and misses it


They said the end is comin'
People are talking about how everything is going to fall apart


Everyone's up to somethin'
People seem to be focused on their own goals and not paying attention to what's happening around them


I found myself a-runnin' home to your sweet nothings
In the midst of all the chaos, I seek refuge in your comforting presence


Outside they're push and shovin'
The world seems to be getting more aggressive and competitive


You're in the kitchen hummin'
Despite everything going on, you're still calm and content


All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothin'
You don't ask for anything from me, just my love and companionship


On the way home
As I travel back to you


I wrote a poem
I wrote down my thoughts and feelings


You say, "What a mind"
You're impressed with my creativity and intelligence


This happens all the time
I often find inspiration and comfort from you


Industry disruptors
People who try to change things and disrupt established systems


And soul deconstructors
Those who tear down people's spirits and self-worth


And smooth-talking hucksters
Those who deceive and manipulate others with their charm


Out glad-handing each other
They're all trying to impress each other and get ahead


And the voices that implore
People who urge me to do more and be more ambitious


"You should be doing more"
They tell me that I need to step up and be more productive


To you, I can admit
But I feel comfortable being honest with you


That I'm just too soft for all of it
I don't think I have the toughness or ambition to compete in that kind of world




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Taylor Swift, William Bowery

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@fatinbaharin1054

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...
They said the end is coming
Everyone's up to something
I find myself running home to your
Sweet nothings
Outside they're push and shoving
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...
'Cause they said the end is coming
Everyone's up to something
I find myself running home to your
Sweet nothings
Outside they're push and shoving
You're in the kitchen humming
All that you ever wanted from me was
... nothing
Industry disrupters 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...
They said the end is coming
Everyone's up to something
I find myself running home to your
Sweet nothings
Outside they're push and shoving
You're in the kitchen humming
All that you ever wanted from me was
Sweet nothing
They said the end is coming
Everyone's up to something
I find myself running home to your
Sweet nothings
Outside they're push and shoving
You're in the kitchen humming
All that you ever wanted from me was
Sweet nothing
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All comments from YouTube:

@breadjinnie8347

This is the softest and sweetest song i've heard in a while. It quite feels like a soft kiss on your forehead from a person you love.

@alyponk5016

Exactly. This is like invisible string. So comforting and warm like a fuzzy pillow

@maevacaslri

I feel that way

@lenasanz5544

It LITERALLY feels like that wow😭

@MrSwift-jm4rk

Agreed

@DeeDee-un6pi

I'm the first one to say this, Sweet Nothing is the best song in this album. Everything about it is perfect. I can't stop listening to it again and again

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@leinard3

The fact that she wrote this with the person she loves explains how beautiful it is

@alyponk5016

I feel so loved after hearing this even though I'm single

@desareewynter218

Thank you for pointing that out, I didn't know! It definitely makes the song even more special.

@lallajazz

I didn’t know this. So sweet ❤

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