The A Team, Ed Sheeran (acordes)

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[Verse 1]

A
White lips, pale face
               E   F#m
Breathing in snowflakes
              D    A 
Burnt lungs, sour taste
A
Light's gone, day's end
              E    F#m
Struggling to pay rent
                D    A 
Long nights, strange men


[Pre-Chorus]

      Bm
And they say
                   D
She's in the Class A Team
               A 
Stuck in her daydream
                    E
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 1]

            F#m            D
Cos we're just under the upperhand
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       A 
It's too cold outside
              F#m  D  A 
For angels to fly
           F#m  D  A 
Angels to fly

[Verse 2]


A 
Ripped gloves, raincoat
                    E     F#m
Tried to swim and stay afloat
            D   A 
Dry house, wet clothes
A
Loose change, bank notes
             E   F#m
Weary-eyed, dry throat
           D    A 
Call girl, no phone


[Pre-Chorus]

      Bm
And they say
                   D
She's in the Class A Team
              A 
Stuck in her daydream
                    E
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 1]

           F#m                  D
Cos we're just under the upperhand
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       A 
It's too cold outside
              F#m D A 
For angels to fly

[Bridge]

           F#m D A 
Angels to fly
Bm             D
An angel will die
             F#m
Covered in white

Closed eye
         A 
And hoping for a better life
Bm                         D 
This time, we'll fade out tonight
                  F#m D A 
Straight down the line


[Pre-Chorus]

      Bm
And they say
                   D
She's in the Class A Team
              A 
Stuck in her daydream
                    E
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 2]

          F#m             D
Cos we're all under the upperhand
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 we fly to the Motherland
A 
Or sell love to another man
F#m        D       A 
It's too cold outside
               F#m D A 
For angels to fly
            F#m D A 
Angels to fly
   F#m D  A 
To fly, fly
           F#m      D       A 
Angels to fly, to fly, to fly
   E       A 
Angels to die