The A Team Guitar ChordsBy Arthini

GWhite lips, pale faceEmBreathing in snowflakesC G CBurnt lungs, sour tasteGLight's gone, day's end EmStruggling to pay rentC G CLong nights, strange men

AmAnd they say CShe's in the Class A Team GStuck in her daydreamDBeen this way since 18AmBut lately her face seemsCSlowly sinking, wastingGCrumbling like pastries

And they screamDThe worst things in life come free to usEm CCos we're just under the upperhandG DAnd go mad for a couple of gramsEm C G DAnd she don't want to go outside tonightEm CAnd in a pipe she flies to the MotherlandG DOr sells love to another manEm C GIt's too cold outsideD Em C GFor angels to flyEm C GAngels to fly

G Ripped gloves, raincoatEmTried to swim and stay afloatC G CDry house, wet clothesGLoose change, bank notes EmWeary-eyed, dry throatC G CCall girl, no phone

AmAnd they say CShe's in the Class A Team GStuck in her daydreamDBeen this way since 18AmBut lately her face seemsCSlowly sinking, wastingGCrumbling like pastries

And they screamDThe worst things in life come free to usEm CCos we're just under the upperhandG DAnd go mad for a couple of gramsEm C G DAnd she don't want to go outside tonightEm CAnd in a pipe she flies to the MotherlandG DOr sells love to another manEm C GIt's too cold outsideD Em C GFor angels to flyEm C GAngels to flyAm CAn angel will dieEmCovered in white

Closed eye GAnd hoping for a better lifeAm C DThis time, we'll fade out tonight Em C G DStraight down the line

AmAnd they say CShe's in the Class A Team GStuck in her daydreamDBeen this way since 18AmBut lately her face seemsCSlowly sinking, wastingGCrumbling like pastries

And they screamDThe worst things in life come free to usEm CCos we're all under the upperhandG DAnd go mad for a couple of gramsEm C G DAnd we don't want to go outside tonightEm CAnd in a pipe we fly to the MotherlandG DOr sells love to another manEm C GIt's too cold outsideD Em C GFor angels to flyEm C GAngels to fly

To fly, fly D GAngels to die