Am
  There's a fire starting in my heart
Am
  Reaching a fever pitch, and it's bringing me out the dark
Am                  
  Finally, I can see you crystal clear
Am
  Go ahead and sell me out and then I'll lay your ship bare
Am                        Em
  See how I'll leave with every piece of you
G                  Em                       G
  Don't underestimate the things that I will do
Am               Em
  There's a fire starting in my heart
G                                  Em                  G
  Reaching a fever pitch, and it's bringing me out the dark

F             G                   Am
 The scars of your love remind me of us
             G
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
F              G                      Em
 The scars of your love they leave me breathless
             E7
I can't help feeling

                     Am   G
We could have had it all
               F
Rolling in the deep
    G               Am          G
You had my heart inside of your hand
        F
But you played it
            G
To the beat

( Am  Em  G  Em )

Am                Em
  Baby, I have no story to be told
    G
But I've heard one of you
        Em                   G
Now I'm gonna make your head burn
Am              Em
  See me in the depths of your despair
G
  Making a home down there
Em                       G
  'Cause mine sure won't be shared

F             G                   Am
 The scars of your love remind me of us
             G
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
F             G                       Em
 The scars of your love they leave me breathless
             E7
I can't help feeling

E7                    Am   
 We could have had it all
G               F
 Rolling in the deep
    G               Am          G
You had my heart inside of your hand
        F
But you played it
            G
To the beat

     G               F  G
We could have had it all
               Am  G
Rolling in the deep
                   F           
You had my heart inside of your hand
         G
But you played it
        Gº
To the beat

( Am  G  Am  G )
( Am  G  Am  G )

Am
  Throw your soul through every open door
G  Am
  Count your blessings to find what you look for
G  Am
  Turn my sorrow into treasured gold
G  Am
  You'll pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow

( Am  G  F  G )

Am                        G
  You're gonna wish you - never had met me
F                                      G
  Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep
Am                        G                     F
  You're gonna wish you - you could have had it all
   G               Am  G
We could have had it all
               F  
Rolling in the deep
    G               Am          G           
You had my heart inside of your hand
         F                               G
But you played it, played it, played it, played it
        Am
To the beat