The A Team

White lips pale face, breathing in (D)snowflakes.

Burnt lungs, sour (A)taste.

Light's gone, day's end.

Struggling to pay (D)rent.

Long nights, strange (A)men.

And they say she's in the Class A team.

Stuck in her daydream.

Been this way since (E)eighteen, but lately her (Bm7)face seems slowly sinking,

wasting, crumbling like pastries.

And they scream.

The worst things in life come free to us.

'Cause we're (Dmaj7)just under the upper hand (A)and go mad for a couple grams.

(Dmaj7)And she don't wanna go outside tonight.

And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland.

(A)Or sells love to another man.

(Dmaj7)It's too cold outside

(Esus4)for angels to (D69)fly.

(A)For angels to (D69)fly.

(A)Ripped gloves, raincoat, tried to swim,

stay (D)float.

Dry house, wet (A)clothes.

Loose change, bank notes.

Wearyeyed, dry pay (D)throat.

Call girl, no (A)phone.

And they say she's in the Class A team.

Stuck in her daydream.

Been this way since (E)eighteen, but lately her (Bm7)face seems slowly sinking,

wasting, crumbling like pastries.

And they scream.

The worst things in life come free to us.

And we're (Dmaj7)all under the upper hand (A)and go mad for a couple grams.

(Dmaj7)And we don't wanna go outside tonight.

And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland.

(A)Or sell love to another (Dmaj7)man.

It's too cold outside

(Esus4)for angels to (D69)fly.

(A)For angels to (D69)fly.

(Bm7)An angel will (Dmaj9)die covered in (F#m7)white.

Closed eyes, an' (A)hopin' for a better life.

(Bm7)This time will fade out tonight.