The A Team Guitar Chords Ed Sheeran

[Intro]

F F F/E Dm Bb F
[Verse 1]

F F/E Dm
White lips, pale face, breathing in snowflakes
Bb F C1
Burnt lungs, sour taste
F F/E Dm
Light’s gone, day’s end, struggling to pay rent
Bb F
Long nights, strange men

[Pre-chorus]

Gm7 Bb G’
And they say she’s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream
C/E Gm7 Bb
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
G’ D/F#
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us

[Chorus 1]

Dm Bb F
Cos she’s just under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
Dm Bb F
And she don’t want to go outside tonight
Dm Bb F
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man
Dm Bb F C/E Dm Bb F
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,
Dm Bb F F/E
for angels to fly

[Verse 2]

F F/E Dm
Ripped gloves, raincoat, tried to swim and stay afloat
Bb F C1
Dry house, wet clothes
F F/E Dm
Loose change, bank notes, weary-eyed, dry throat
Bb F
Call girl, no phone

[Pre-chorus]

Gm7 Bb G’
And they say she’s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream
C/E Gm7 Bb
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
G’ D/F#
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us

[Chorus 1]

Dm Bb F
Cos she’s just under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
Dm Bb F
And she don’t want to go outside tonight
Dm Bb F
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man
Dm Bb F C/E Gm7
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly

[Bridge]

Gm7 Bb Dm
An angel will die, covered in white
F/E F
Closed eye and hoping for a better life
Gm7 Bb –slide-D Dm Bb G’ C/E
This time, we’ll fade out tonight, straight down the line
Dm Bb G’ C/E
Straight down the line

[Pre-chorus]

Gm7 Bb G’
And they say she’s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream
C/E Gm7 Bb
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
G’ D/F#
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us

[Chorus 2]

Dm Bb F
And we’re all under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
Dm Bb F
And we don’t want to go outside tonight
Dm Bb F
And in a pipe we’ll fly to the Motherland, or sell love to another man
Dm Bb F C/E Dm Bb F
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,
Dm Bb F F/E
for angels to flyyyyy
Dm Bb F F/E Dm Bb F
Flyyyy, flyyyyyy, angels to fly, fly, flyyy
C/E F
Or angels to die