
olivia rodrigo & ed sheeran - the a team lyrics
[verse 1: ed sheeran]
white lips, pale face
breathin’ in the snowflakes
burnt lungs, sour taste
light’s gone, days end
struggling to pay rent
long nights, strange men
[chorus: ed sheeran, ed sheeran & olivia rodrigo]
and they say
she’s in the class a team
stuck in her daydream
been this way since eighteen, but lately
her face seems
slowly sinking, wasting
crumbling like pastries
and they scream
“the worst things in life come free to us”
[post+chorus: ed sheeran & olivia rodrigo, ed sheeran]
’cause we’re just under the upper hand
and go mad for a couple grams
and she don’t wanna go outside tonight
and in a pipe, she flies to thе motherland
or sells love to anothеr man
it’s too cold outside
for angels to fly
angels to fly
[verse 2: olivia rodrigo, olivia rodrigo & ed sheeran]
ripped gloves, raincoat
tried to swim and stay afloat
dry house, wet clothes
loose change, banknotes
weary+eyed, dry throat
call girl, with no phone
[chorus: olivia rodrigo, olivia rodrigo & ed sheeran]
and they say
she’s in the class a team
stuck in her daydream
been this way since eighteen, but lately
her face seems
slowly sinking, wasting
crumbling like pastries
and they scream
“the worst things in life come free to us”
[post+chorus: olivia rodrigo & ed sheeran, olivia rodrigo]
’cause we’re just under the upper hand
go mad for a couple grams
she don’t wanna go outside tonight
’cause in a pipe, she flies to the motherland
sells love to another man
it’s too cold outside
for angels to fly
[bridge: ed sheeran, olivia rodrigo]
an angel will die, covered in white
closed eye and hopin’ for a better life
this time, we’ll fade out tonight
straight down the line
straight the line, ooh, mm
[chorus: ed sheeran & olivia rodrigo]
and they say
she’s in the class a team
stuck in her daydream
been this way since eighteen, but lately
her face seems
slowly sinking, wasting
crumbling like pastries
and they scream
“the worst things in life come free to us”
[post+chorus: ed sheeran & olivia rodrigo, ed sheeran]
and we’re all under the upper hand
go mad for a couple grams
we don’t wanna go outside tonight
’cause in a pipe, we fly to the motherland
or sell love to another man
it’s too cold outside
for angels to fly
[outro: ed sheeran]
for angels to fly
and fly, fly
for angels to fly
to fly, to fly
for angels to die
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