There’s a fire starting in my heart,
Reaching a fever pitch and it’s bringing me out the dark
Finally, I can see you crystal clear.
Go ahead and sell me out and I’ll lay your ship bare.
See how I leave, with every piece of you
Don’t underestimate the things that I will do.
There’s a fire starting in my heart,
Reaching a fever pitch and it’s bringing me out the dark.
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…
Baby I have no story to be told,
But I’ve heard one of you and I’m gonna make your head burn.
Think of me in the depths of your despair.
Making a home down there, as mine sure won’t be shared.
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…
2 раза:
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 yourself through ever open door (Whoa)
Count your blessings to find what look for (Whoa-uh)
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold (Whoa)
And pay me back in kind- You reap just what you sow.
3 раза:
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…
But you played it
You played it.
You played it.
You played it to the beat.
