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
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