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 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 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 on you And I’m gonna make your head burn Think of me in the depths of your despair Make a home down there As mine sure won’t be shared We could have had it all We could have had it all It all, it all, it all We could have had it all Rolling in the deep You had my heart inside of your hand But you played it You played it You played it You played it to the beat.