The A Team Ed Sheeran
Capo 2.
G: 320003
Cadd9: 030013
C: 032013
F#m: 244222
Dadd9: 200233
Am7: 002213
Em: 022000
D#: 054035
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[G]White lips, pale face
Breathing i[F#m]n snow[Em]flakes
Burn[Cadd9]t lungs, sour[G] taste.
[G]Light's gone, day's end
Struggling t[F#m]o pay [Em]rent
Long[Cadd9] nights, strang[G]e men.
An[Am7]d they say she's in the Clas[C]s A Team
Stuck in her [G]daydream.
Been this way sin[Dadd9]ce eighteen, but lately
Her [Am7]face seems slowly sinking, [C]wasting,
Crumbling like[G] pastries and they scream
The worst [Dadd9]things in life come free to us.
Cos we'r[Em]e just under the[C] upperhand,
[G]And go mad for a couple of grams,
[Em]And she don't w[C]ant to go [G]outside tonight.
And in a[Em] pipe she flies to the[C] Motherland,
[G]Or sells love to another man.
It's [Em]too co[C]ld ou[G]tside
For angels to f[Em]ly[C] [G]
Angels to fl[Em]y.[C] [G]
[G]Ripped gloves, raincoat,
Tried to swim and[F#m] stay [Em]afloat,
Dr[Cadd9]y house, wet [G]clothes.
[G]Loose change, bank notes,
Weary eyed, [F#m]dry th[Em]roat,
Cal[Cadd9]l girl, no [G]phone.
An[Am7]d they say she's in the Clas[C]s A Team
Stuck in her [G]daydream.
Been this way sin[Dadd9]ce eighteen, but lately
Her [Am7]face seems slowly sinking, [C]wasting,
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Crumbling like[G] pastries and they scream
The worst [Dadd9]things in life come free to us.
Cos we'r[Em]e just under the[C] upperhand,
[G]And go mad for a couple of grams,
[Em]And she don't w[C]ant to go [G]outside tonight.
And in a[Em] pipe she flies to the[C] Motherland,
[G]Or sells love to another man.
It's [Em]too co[C]ld ou[G]tside
For angels to f[Em]ly[C] [G]
Angels to fl[Em]y.[C] [G]
[Am7]An angel will [C]die, covered in [Em]white
Closed [F#m]eye and[G] hoping for a better life
[Am7]This time, we’ll fade out[C] tonig[D#]ht, straight down the[Em] line[C].[G] [Dadd9]
An[Am7]d they say she's in the Clas[C]s A Team
Stuck in her [G]daydream.
Been this way sin[Dadd9]ce eighteen, but lately
Her [Am7]face seems slowly sinking, [C]wasting,
Crumbling like[G] pastries and they scream
The worst [Dadd9]things in life come free to us.
Cos we'r[Em]e just under the[C] upperhand,
[G]And go mad for a couple of grams,
[Em]And she don't w[C]ant to go [G]outside tonight.
And in a[Em] pipe she flies to the[C] Motherland,
[G]Or sells love to another man.
It's [Em]too co[C]ld ou[G]tside
For angels to f[Em]ly[C] [G]
Angels to fl[Em]y.[C] [G]
Angels to [Em]fly
[C]To fly,[G] fly.
Angels to [Em]fly, to [C]fly, to [Dadd9]fly
Angels to[G] die.
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