This song is from the album +(2011), released on 01 May 2011.
Vocals: Ed Sheeran ,
Producer(s): Jake Gosling,
Writer(s): Ed Sheeran,
Scale: A Major Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 85 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] A F#m D A [VERSE] A White lips, pale face A Amaj7 F#m Breathing in the snowflakes D A Burnt lungs, sour taste A Light's gone, day's end A Amaj7 F#m Struggling to pay rent D A Long nights, strange men www.chordzone.org [PRE-CHORUS] Bm And they say D She's in the Class A Team A Stuck in her daydream Amaj7 Been this way since 18 Bm But lately, her face seems D Slowly sinking, wasting A Crumbling like pastries And they scream E The worst things in life come free to us [CHORUS] F#m D Cause she's just under the upper hand A And go mad for a couple of grams F#m D A And she don't want to go outside tonight F#m D And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland A Or sells love to another man F#m D It's too cold outside A E F#m D A For angels to fly A F#m D A Angels to fly [VERSE] A Ripped gloves, raincoat Amaj7 F#m Tried to swim and stay afloat D A Dry house, wet clothes A Loose change, bank notes Amaj7 F#m Weary-eyed, dry throat D A Call girl, no phone www.chordzone.org [PRE-CHORUS] Bm And they say D She's in the Class A Team A Stuck in her daydream Amaj7 Been this way since 18 Bm But lately, her face seems D Slowly sinking, wasting A Crumbling like pastries And they scream E The worst things in life come free to us [CHORUS] F#m D Cause she's just under the upper hand A And go mad for a couple of grams F#m D A And she don't want to go outside tonight F#m D And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland A Or sells love to another man F#m D It's too cold outside A E Bm For angels to fly [BRIDGE] D An angel will die D F#m Covered in white A Closed eyes and hoping for a better life Bm D This time, we'll fade out tonight D F#m D A Straight down the line [INSTRUMENTAL: Guitar] F#m D A [PRE-CHORUS] Bm And they say D She's in the Class A Team A Stuck in her daydream A Amaj7 Been this way since 18 Bm But lately, her face seems D Slowly sinking, wasting D A Crumbling like pastries A And they scream E The worst things in life come free to us [CHORUS] F#m D And we're all under the upper hand A And go mad for a couple of grams F#m D A And we don't want to go outside tonight F#m D And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland A Or sell love to another man F#m D It's too cold outside A E F#m D A For angels to fly F#m D A Angels to fly F#m D A Fly, fly F#m For angels to fly D A To fly, to fly E A For angels to die
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