The A-team taby ukulele według Ed Sheeran

G
White lips, pale face,
           G          Em
Breathing in snowflakes,
       C             G
Burnt lungs, sour taste.
G
Light's gone, day's end,
              G     Em
Struggling to pay rent,
          C             G
Long nights, strange men.

Am7                             C
And they say she's in the Class A Team,
                G
Stuck in her daydream,
                    D                  Am7
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems
                  C
Slowly sinking, wasting,
                G
Crumbling like pastries,

And they scream,
D
The worst things in life come free to us,
           Em         C      G 
Cos we're just under the upperhand,
G
And go mad for a couple of grams,
Em                   C            G
And she don't want to go outside tonight,
       Em                       C
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland,
    G
Or sells love to another man,
Em         C
It's too cold outside,
G              Em
For angels to fly,
D          Em 
Angels to fly,

G
Ripped gloves, raincoat,
                           Em
Tried to swim and stay afloat,
         C           G 
Dry house, wet clothes.

Loose change, bank notes,
                    Em
Weary-eyed, dry throat,
        C          G
Call girl, no phone.


Am7                             C
And they say she's in the Class A Team,
                G
Stuck in her daydream,
                    D                  Am7
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems
                  C
Slowly sinking, wasting,
                G
Crumbling like pastries,

And they scream,
D
The worst things in life come free to us,
Em                       C       
Cos we're just under the upperhand,
G
And go mad for a couple of grams,
Em                    C          G
And she don't want to go outside tonight,
       Em                       C
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland,
    G
Or sells love to another man,
Em         C
It's too cold outside,
G              Em
For angels to fly,
D          Em 
Angels to fly,
Am7           C
An angel will die.

G            D
Covered in white,
Em
Closed eye,
     C            G
And hoping for a better life,
Am                         C
This time, we'll fade out tonight,
G                   Em
Straight down the line.

Am7                             C
And they say she's in the Class A Team,
                G
Stuck in her daydream,
                    D                  Am7
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems
                  C
Slowly sinking, wasting,
                G
Crumbling like pastries,

And they scream,
D
The worst things in life come free to us,
Em                       C       
Cos we're just under the upperhand,
G
And go mad for a couple of grams,
Em                    C          G
And she don't want to go outside tonight,
       Em                       C
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland,
    G
Or sells love to another man,
Em         C
It's too cold outside,
G              Em
For angels to fly,
D          Em 
Angels to fly,
C         Em
To fly, fly,
G        Em       D        Em
Angels to fly, to fly, to fly,
G          Em
Angels to die.