| The A Team by Ed Sheeran | |||||||||||||||||
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| G White lips, pale face, Em Breathing in snowflakes, C Burnt lungs, sour taste. G Light's gone, day's end, Em Struggling to pay rent, C G Long nights, strange men. Am7 C And they say she's in the Class A Team, G Stuck in her daydream, D Am7 Been this way since 18, 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 And go mad for a couple of grams, Em C G And she don't want to go outside tonight, Em C And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, G Or sells love to another man, Em C It's too cold outside, G Em For angels to fly, D Em Angels to fly, G Ripped gloves, raincoat, Em Tried to swim and stay afloat, C G Dry house, wet clothes. Loose change, bank notes, Em Weary-eyed, dry throat, C G Call girl, no phone. Am7 C And they say she's in the Class A Team, G Stuck in her daydream, D Am7 Been this way since 18, 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 And go mad for a couple of grams, Em C G And she don't want to go outside tonight, Em C And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, G Or sells love to another man, Em C It's too cold outside, G Em For angels to fly, D Em Angels to fly, Am7 C An angel will die. G D Covered in white, Em Closed eye, C G And hoping for a better life, Am C This time, we'll fade out tonight, G Em Straight down the line. Am7 C And they say she's in the Class A Team, G Stuck in her daydream, D Am7 Been this way since 18, 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 And go mad for a couple of grams, Em C G And she don't want to go outside tonight, Em C And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, G Or sells love to another man, Em C It's too cold outside, G Em For angels to fly, D Em Angels to fly, C Em To fly, fly, G Em D Em Angels to fly, to fly, to fly, G Em Angels to die. |