Guitar chords The A team

Key:  G
G
 
White Lips, Pale Face
                    
G
                    
Em
 
Breathing in snowflakes
            
C
                            
G
 
Burnt Lungs, Sour taste
G
 
Lights gone, Days end
                      
G
                
Em
 
Struggling to pay rent
          
C
                            
G
 
Long nights strange men
Am
                                                          
C
                          
G
 
                         
A
 
                                      
D
                                      
Am
                                                      
C
 
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking wasting,
                              
G
                                                      
D
 
crumbling like pastries and they scream the worst things in life come free to us,
                    
Em
                        
C
        
G
 
Coz she's just under the upper hand, and goes mad for a couple grams,
Am
                                                
C
 
she dont wanna go outside tonight.
                  
Em
                                  
C
                    
G
 
And in a pipe she flies to the motherland, And sells love to another man,
    
Em
                
C
              
D
                          
Em
 
Its too cold outside, For angels to fly
G
 
Ripped gloves, raincoat,
                        
G
                          
Em
 
tried to swim and stay afloat
                
C
                      
G
 
Dry house, wet clothes
G
 
Loose change, bank notes,
                    
G
                  
Em
 
weary-eyed, dry throat
G
                              
Em
 
Cool girl, no phone
Am
                                            
C
                                                  
G
 
And they say she?s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream
                                      
D
                            
Am
                                                            
C
 
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
                              
G
                                                        
D
 
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us
Em
                                            
C
              
G
 
Cos she's just under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
Em
                                            
C
                          
G
 
And she don?t want to go outside tonight
                  
Em
                              
C
                        
G
 
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man
Em
              
G
                            
D
                          
G
                  
C
 
It?s too cold outside for angels to fly, angels to fly
Am
                              
C
                          
Em
 
An angel will die, covered in white
              
G
 
Closed eye and hoping for a better life
Em
                
C
                                    
G
  
D
 
This time, we?ll fade out tonight, straight down the line
                                  
Em
    
C
  
G
  
D
 
Straight down the line
Am
                                            
C
                                                  
G
 
And they say she?s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream
                                      
D
                            
Am
                                                            
C
 
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
                              
G
                                                        
D
 
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us
Em
                                            
C
              
G
 
Cos she's just under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
Em
                                            
C
                          
G
 
And she don?t want to go outside tonight
                  
Em
                              
C
                        
G
 
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man
Em
              
G
                            
D
                          
G
                  
C
 
It?s too cold outside for angels to fly, angels to fly
                                  
D
 
It?s too cold outside for angels to fly, angels to fly
To fly, fly
      
D
          
G
 
Or angels to die