Capo 2.

G          G    
White Lips, Pale Face
          G           Em
Breathing in snowflakes
      C               G
Burnt Lungs, Sour taste
G            G
Lights gone, Days end
           G         Em
Struggling to pay rent
     C               G
Long nights strange men


Am                              C              G                            
And they say she's in the class A-team , Stuck in her daydream ,
                   D                    Am                            C 
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking wasting,
               G                            D                                 
crumbling like pastries and they scream the worst things in life come free to us,
          Em             C     G
Coz she's just under the upper hand, and goes mad for a couple grams, 
Am                         C
she dont wanna go outside tonight. 
         Em                  C           G
And in a pipe she flies to the motherland, And sells love to another man,
  Em         C        D              Em
Its too cold outside, For angels to fly


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

Am                       C                          G 
And they say she?s in the Class A Team , stuck in her daydream
                   D               Am                               C
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
               G                             D            
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us
Em                       C        G
Cos she's just under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
Em                       C              G
And she don?t want to go outside tonight
         Em                C             G 
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man
Em        G               D              G          C
It?s too cold outside for angels to fly, angels to fly

Am                C              Em
An angel will die, covered in white
       G         G
Closed eye and hoping for a better life
Em         C3                   G  D
This time, we?ll fade out tonight, straight down the line

                 Em   C  G  D
Straight down the line


Am                       C                          G 
And they say she?s in the Class A Team , stuck in her daydream
                   D               Am                               C
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
               G                             D            
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us
Em                       C        G
Cos she's just under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
Em                       C              G
And she don?t want to go outside tonight
         Em                C             G 
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man
Em        G               D              G          C
It?s too cold outside for angels to fly, angels to fly
                 D 
It?s too cold outside for angels to fly, angels to fly
To fly, fly
   D      G
Or angels to die