The A Team - Ed Sheeran

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G  
White lips, pale face  
Em  
Breathing in snowflakes  
C  G  C  
Burnt lungs, sour taste  
G  
Light's gone, day's end  
    Em  
Struggling to pay rent  
C  G  C  
Long nights, strange men  

        Am  
And they say  
   C  
She's in the Class A Team  
    G  
Stuck in her daydream  
D  
Been this way since 18  
Am  
But lately her face seems  
C  
Slowly sinking, wasting  
G  
Crumbling like pastries  

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

G   
Ripped gloves, raincoat  
Em  
Tried to swim and stay afloat  
C   G  C  
Dry house, wet clothes  
G  
Loose change, bank notes  
    Em  
Weary-eyed, dry throat  
C      G  C  
Call girl, no phone  

        Am  
And they say  
   C  
She's in the Class A Team  
    G  
Stuck in her daydream  
D  
Been this way since 18  
Am  
But lately her face seems  
C  
Slowly sinking, wasting  
G  
Crumbling like pastries  

And they scream  
D  
The worst things in life come free to us  
Em  C  
Cos we're just under the upperhand  
G       D  
And go mad for a couple of grams  
Em  C  G  D  
And she don't want to go outside tonight  
Em  C  
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland  
G  D  
Or sells love to another man  
Em  C  G  
It's too cold outside  
D      Em  C  G  
For angels to fly  
Em  C  G  
Angels to fly  
Am      C  
An angel will die  
Em  
Covered in white  

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

        Am  
And they say  
   C  
She's in the Class A Team  
    G  
Stuck in her daydream  
D  
Been this way since 18  
Am  
But lately her face seems  
C  
Slowly sinking, wasting  
G  
Crumbling like pastries  

And they scream  
D  
The worst things in life come free to us  
Em  C  
Cos we're all under the upperhand  
G       D  
And go mad for a couple of grams  
Em  C  G  D  
And we don't want to go outside tonight  
Em  C  
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland  
G  D  
Or sells love to another man  
Em  C  G  
It's too cold outside  
D      Em  C  G  
For angels to fly  
Em  C  G  
Angels to fly  

To fly, fly  
   D       G  
Angels to die
  
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