| Am | Em | |
| spend all your time | waiting for that | second chance |
| G | C | D | |
| for a | break that would | make it | ok |
| Am | Em | |
| there's always some | reason to feel | not good enough |
| G | C | D | |
| and it's | hard at the | end of the | day |
| Am | C | |
| i need some | distraction, oh | beautiful relief |
| G | D | |
| memories seep through my | veins |
| Am | C | |
| that may be | empty, oh | weightless and maybe |
| G | Am | D | |
| i'll | find some | peace | tonight |
| Chorus: |
| G | |
| in the | arms of the angel |
| Bm | |
| fly aw | ay from here |
| C | |
| from this | dark cold hotel room |
| G | D | |
| and the | endlessness that you | feel |
| G | |
| you are | pulled from the wreckage |
| Bm | |
| of your | silent reverie |
| Am | F | C | |
| you're in the | arms | of the | angel |
| G | D | G | |
| may you | fi-in | d some comfort | here |
| Am | Em | |
| so tired of the | straight lines, | everywhere you turn |
| G | C | D | |
| there' | vultures and | thieves at your | back |
| Am | Em | |
| the storm keeps on | twisting, keep on | building the lies |
| G | C | D | |
| that you | make up for | all that you | lack |
| Am | C | |
| it don't make no | difference, | escape one last time |
| G | D | |
| it's | easier to | believe |
| Am | C | |
| in this sweet | madness, oh this | glorious sadness |
| G | Am | D | |
| brings me | to my | knees |
| Chorus: |
| G | |
| in the | arms of the angel |
| Bm | |
| fly aw | ay from here |
| C | |
| from this | dark cold hotel room |
| G | D | |
| and the | endlessness that you | feel |
| G | |
| you are | pulled from the wreckage |
| Bm | |
| of your | silent reverie |
| Am | F | C | |
| you're in the | arms | of the | angel |
| G | D | G | Bm | |
| may you | fi-in | d some comfort | here |
| Am | F | C | |
| you're in the | arms | of the | angel |
| G | D | G | |
| may you | fi-in | d some comfort | here |
| hope you enjoyed it |
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