Capo 2, but his guitar is a tenor or whatever so might sounds a bit different,
doesn't particularly matter whether you have the exact same key though, the chords
are all good. Love this tune, hope this guy makes it big, he's got some talent!
G C1 G C1 G C1 G G/F#
G G/f# Em
White lips, pale face, breathing in snowflakes
C2 G C1
Burnt lungs, sour taste
G G/f# Em
Light’s gone, day’s end, struggling to pay rent
C2 G
Long nights, strange men
Am7 C3 G’
And they say she’s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream
D/F# Am7 C3
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
Em C2 G
Cos we’re all under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
Em C2 G
And she don’t want to go outside tonight
Em C2 G
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man
Em C2 G D/F# Em C2 G
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,
Em C2 G 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
Am7 C3 Em
An angel will die, covered in white
G/f# G
Closed eye and hoping for a better life
Am7 C3 –slide-D Em C3 G’ D/F#
This time, we’ll fade out tonight, straight down the line
Em C3 G’ D/F#
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
D/F#
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly, angels to fly
To fly, fly
D/F# G
Or angels to die
Chords
G: 300033 C1: 002033 G/f#: 200033 C2: x32033 C3: x32013
G’: 320003 D/F#: 200230 D: x54035
