(Capo 2)
Verse 1
[G]White lips, pale face,
Breathing in [G]snowflakes[Em],
Burnt [C]lungs, sour [G]taste.
[G]Light's gone, day's end,
Struggling [G]to pay [Em]rent,
Long [C]nights, strange [G]men.
Chorus
[Am7]And they say she's in the Class [C]A Team,
Stuck in her [G]daydream,
Been this way since [D]
18, but lately her [Am7]face seems
Slowly sinking, [C]wasting,
Crumbling like [G]pastries,
And they scream,
The [D]worst things in life come free to us,
Cos we're [Em]just under the [C]upperhand,
[G]And go mad for a couple of grams,
[Em]And she don't want to [C]go out[G]side tonight,
And in a [Em]pipe she flies to the [C]Motherland,
[G]Or sells love to another man,
[Em]It's too [C]cold outside,
[G]For angels to [Em]fly,
[D]Angels to [Em]fly,
Verse 2
[G]Ripped gloves, raincoat,
Tried to swim and stay [Em]afloat,
Dry house, [C]wet [G]clothes.
[G]Loose change, bank notes,
Weary-eyed, [D]dry [Em]throat,
Call girl, [C]no [G]phone.
Chorus
And [Am7]they say she's in the Class [C]A Team,
Stuck in her [G]daydream,
Been this way since [D]18,
but lately her [Am7]face seems
Slowly sinking, [C]wasting,
Crumbling like [G]pastries,
And they scream,
The [D]worst things in life come free to us,
Cos we're [Em]just under the [C]upperhand,
[G]And go mad for a couple of grams,
[Em]And she don't want to [C]go [G]outside tonight,
And in a [Em]pipe she flies to the [C]Motherland,
Or [G]sells love to another man,
[Em]It's too cold [C]outside,
[G]For angels to [Em]fly,
[D]Angels to [Em]fly,
[Am7]An angel will [C]die.
Bridge
[G]Covered in [D]white,
[Em]Closed eye,
And [C]hoping for a [G]better life,
[Am]This time, we'll fade out [C]tonight,
[G]Straight down the [Em]line.
Chorus
[Am7]And they say she's in the Class [C]A Team,
Stuck in her [G]daydream,
Been this way since [D]18,
but lately her [Am7]face seems
Slowly sinking, [C]wasting,
Crumbling like [G]pastries,
And they scream,
[D]The worst things in life come free to us,
[Em]Cos we're just under the [C] upperhand,
[G]And go mad for a couple of grams,
[Em]And she don't want to [C] go outside[G] tonight,
And in [Em]a pipe she flies to the [C]Motherland,
Or [G]sells love to another man,
[Em]It's too [C]cold outside,
[G]For angels to [Em]fly,
[D]Angels to [Em]fly,
[C]To fly, [Em]fly,
[G]Angels [Em]to fly, [D]to fly, [Em]to fly,
[G]Angels to [Em]die.
Verse 1
[G]White lips, pale face,
Breathing in [G]snowflakes[Em],
Burnt [C]lungs, sour [G]taste.
[G]Light's gone, day's end,
Struggling [G]to pay [Em]rent,
Long [C]nights, strange [G]men.
Chorus
[Am7]And they say she's in the Class [C]A Team,
Stuck in her [G]daydream,
Been this way since [D]
18, but lately her [Am7]face seems
Slowly sinking, [C]wasting,
Crumbling like [G]pastries,
And they scream,
The [D]worst things in life come free to us,
Cos we're [Em]just under the [C]upperhand,
[G]And go mad for a couple of grams,
[Em]And she don't want to [C]go out[G]side tonight,
And in a [Em]pipe she flies to the [C]Motherland,
[G]Or sells love to another man,
[Em]It's too [C]cold outside,
[G]For angels to [Em]fly,
[D]Angels to [Em]fly,
Verse 2
[G]Ripped gloves, raincoat,
Tried to swim and stay [Em]afloat,
Dry house, [C]wet [G]clothes.
[G]Loose change, bank notes,
Weary-eyed, [D]dry [Em]throat,
Call girl, [C]no [G]phone.
Chorus
And [Am7]they say she's in the Class [C]A Team,
Stuck in her [G]daydream,
Been this way since [D]18,
but lately her [Am7]face seems
Slowly sinking, [C]wasting,
Crumbling like [G]pastries,
And they scream,
The [D]worst things in life come free to us,
Cos we're [Em]just under the [C]upperhand,
[G]And go mad for a couple of grams,
[Em]And she don't want to [C]go [G]outside tonight,
And in a [Em]pipe she flies to the [C]Motherland,
Or [G]sells love to another man,
[Em]It's too cold [C]outside,
[G]For angels to [Em]fly,
[D]Angels to [Em]fly,
[Am7]An angel will [C]die.
Bridge
[G]Covered in [D]white,
[Em]Closed eye,
And [C]hoping for a [G]better life,
[Am]This time, we'll fade out [C]tonight,
[G]Straight down the [Em]line.
Chorus
[Am7]And they say she's in the Class [C]A Team,
Stuck in her [G]daydream,
Been this way since [D]18,
but lately her [Am7]face seems
Slowly sinking, [C]wasting,
Crumbling like [G]pastries,
And they scream,
[D]The worst things in life come free to us,
[Em]Cos we're just under the [C] upperhand,
[G]And go mad for a couple of grams,
[Em]And she don't want to [C] go outside[G] tonight,
And in [Em]a pipe she flies to the [C]Motherland,
Or [G]sells love to another man,
[Em]It's too [C]cold outside,
[G]For angels to [Em]fly,
[D]Angels to [Em]fly,
[C]To fly, [Em]fly,
[G]Angels [Em]to fly, [D]to fly, [Em]to fly,
[G]Angels to [Em]die.