There's a fire starting in my heart

Reaching a fever pitch it's bringing me out the dark

Finally I can see you crystal clear

Go head and sell me out and I'll lay your shit bare

The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all

The scars of your love they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling
We could have had it all

Rolling in the deep

You had my heart inside of your hand

And you played it
To the beat

Throw your soul through every open door

Count your blessings to find what you look for

Turned my sorrow into treasured gold

You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow

We could have had it all

We could have had it all

Rolling in the deep

You had my heart inside of your hand
And you played it
To the beat
We could have had it all

Rolling in the deep

You had my heart inside of your hand

But you played it played it played it
To the beat