The A Team Ed Sheeran

White lips, pale face,
             D/F# Em
Breathing in snowflakes,
             Cadd9 G
Burnt lungs, sour taste.

Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent,
Long nights, strange men.

       Am                          Cadd9
*: And they say she's in the Class A Team,
   Stuck in her daydream,
                       D                  Am
   Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems
   Slowly sinking, wasting
   Crumbling like pastries

R: And they scream
   The worst things in life come free to us,
             Em             Cadd9
   Cuz we're just under the upper hand
    And go mad for a couple of grams
   Em                    Cadd9     G
   And she don't want to go outside tonight
            Em                    Cadd9
   And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
   G                  D
    Or sells love to another man,
   Em        Cadd9     G
    It's too cold outside
                 Em  C G
   For angels to fly
             Em  C G
   Angels to fly

Ripped gloves, and raincoat,
Tried to swim and stay afloat,
Dry house, wet clothes.

Loose change, bank notes,
Weary-eyed, dry throat,
Call girl, no phone.


Am             C
 An angel will die.
Covered in white,

 Closed eye,
 And hoping for a better life,
Am                         C
 This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line


C       Em
To fly, fly
G         Em      D       Em
Angels to fly, to fly, to fly
G          Em7
Angels to die.