Ed Sheeran - Nothing Else Matters Akor

C C CB Am Fadd9 C

C CB Am

White lips, pale face, breathing in snowflakes

Fadd9 C D7sus

Burnt lungs, sour taste

C CB Am

Light’s gone, day’s end, struggling to pay rent

Fadd9 C

Long nights, strange men

Am7 C* G*

And they say she’s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream

DF# Am7 C*

Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting

G* DF#

Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us

[Chorus 1]

Am Fadd9 C

Cos she's just under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams

Am Fadd9 C

And she don’t want to go outside tonight

Am Fadd9 C

And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man

Am Fadd9 C GB Am Fadd9 C

It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,

Am Fadd9 C CB

for angels to fly

C CB Am

Ripped gloves, raincoat, tried to swim and stay afloat

Fadd9 C D7sus

Dry house, wet clothes

C CB Am

Loose change, bank notes, weary-eyed, dry throat

Fadd9 C

Call girl, no phone

Am7 C* G*

And they say she’s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream

DF# Am7 C*

Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting

G* DF#

Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us

[Chorus 1]

Am Fadd9 C

Cos she's just under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams

Am Fadd9 C

And she don’t want to go outside tonight

Am Fadd9 C

And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man

Am Fadd9 C GB Dm7

It’s too cold outside for angels to fly

Am7 C* Em

An angel will die, covered in white

CB C

Closed eye and hoping for a better life

Am7 C* slide Dadd4 Em C* G* DF#

This time, we’ll fade out tonight, straight down the line

Em C* G* DF#

Straight down the line

Am7 C* G*

And they say she’s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream

DF# Am7 C*

Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting

G* DF#

Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us

[Chorus 2]

Am Fadd9 C

And we're all under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams

Am Fadd9 C

And we don’t want to go outside tonight

Am Fadd9 C

And in a pipe we'll fly to the Motherland, or sell love to another man

Am Fadd9 C GB Am Fadd9 C

It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,

Am Fadd9 C CB

for angels to flyyyyy

Am Fadd9 C CB Am Fadd9 C

Flyyyy, flyyyyyy, angels to fly, fly, flyyy

GB C

Or angels to die