Ed Sheeran - A team

^GWhite Lips,^G Pale Face Breathing ^Gin snowflake^Ems Burnt ^CLungs, Sour tast^Ge ^GLights gone, ^GDays end Struggling ^Gto pay ren^Emt Long ^Cnights strange m^Gen

^AmAnd they say she's in the class ^CA-team, Stuck i^Gn her daydream, Been this way since^D 18, but lately her f^Amace seems, slowly sinking wast^Cing, crumbling like ^Gpastries and they scream the ^Dworst things in life come free to us, Coz she's ^Emjust under the ^Cupper ^Ghand, and goes mad for a couple grams, ^Emshe dont wanna go outside t^Conight. ^G And in a ^Empipe she flies to th^Ce motherland^G, And sells love to another man, It^Ems too cold ^Coutside, ^DFor angels to f^Emly

^GRipped gloves, raincoa^Gt, ^Gtried to swim and stay^Em afloat ^CDry house, wet clothes^{G G}Loose change, bank not^Ges, ^Gweary-eyed, dry throat^{Em C}Call girl, no phone ^G

^AmAnd they say she’s in t^Che Class A Team, stuck in h^Ger daydream Been this way since^D 18, but lately ^Amher face seems, slowly sinking, w^Casting Crumbling like ^Gpastries, and they scream the ^Dworst things in life come free to us ^EmCos she's just under the ^Cupperhand^G, and go mad for a couple of grams ^EmAnd she don’t want to g^Co outside tonig^Ght And in a ^Empipe she flies to ^Cthe Motherland^G, or sells love to another man ^EmIt’s too^G cold outside fo^Dr angels to fly^G, angels to^C fly

^AmAnd they say she’s in t^Che Class A Team, stuck in h^Ger daydream Been this way since^D 18, but lately ^Amher face seems, slowly sinking, w^Casting Crumbling like ^Gpastries, and they scream the ^Dworst things in life come free to us ^EmCos she's just under the ^Cupperhand^G, and go mad for a couple of grams ^EmAnd she don’t want to g^Co outside tonig^Ght And in a ^Empipe she flies to ^Cthe Motherland^G, or sells love to another man ^EmIt’s too^G cold outside fo^Dr angels to fly^G, angels to^C fly I^Emt’s too ^Gcold outside for^D angels to fly,^G angels to ^Cfly To fly, fly ^DOr ange^Gls to die