Capo 2

G5   C1  G5   C1  G5   C1   G5   G5
G5                                 G/f#      E5
White lips, pale face, breathing in snowflakes
      C5             G5        C1
Burnt lungs, sour taste
G5                                      G/f# E5
Light?s gone, day?s end, struggling to pay rent
           C5        G5
Long nights, strange men

A5                              C5                   G?
And they say she?s in the Class A Team , stuck in her daydream
                    D5               A5                          C5
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
               G?                            D5
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us
          E5          C5         G5                       
Cos we?re all under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
E5                   C5        G5
And she don?t want to go outside tonight
          E5                 C5          G5 
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man
E5       C5       G5       D5      E5  C5  G5           
It?s too cold outside for angels to fly,          
              E5   C5   G5    G/f#
for angels to fly

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

And they say she?s in the Class A Team , stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us
Cos we?re all under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
And she don?t want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man
It?s too cold outside for angels to fly, angels to fly

A5           C5              E5 
An angel will die, covered in white
       G/f#    G5
Closed eye and hoping for a better life
A5                      C5 ?slide - D5                   E5   C5   G?  D5
This time, we?ll fade out tonight, straight down the line

                    E5   C5  G?  D5
Straight down the line

And they say she?s in the Class A Team , stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us
Cos we?re all under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
And she don?t want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man
                          D5 
It?s too cold outside for angels to fly, angels to fly
To fly, fly
   D5      G5           
Or angels to die