There's a fire starting in my heart,
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bring me out the dark,

Finally, I can see you crystal clear,
Go ahead and sell me out and I'll lay your sheet bare,
See how I'll leave with every piece of you,
Don't underestimate the things that I will do,

We could have had it all,
You're gonna wish you never had met me,
Rolling in the deep,
Tears are gonna fall,
Rolling in the deep,
You had my heart inside of your hands,
And you played it to the beat, 

Think of me in the depths of your despair,
Make a home down there as mine sure won't be shared,
Throw your soul through every open door,
Count your blessings to find what you look for,
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold,
You'll pay me back in kind and reap just what you've sown,

Could have had it all,
You're gonna wish you never had met me,
Rolling in the deep,
You had my heart inside of your hands,
But you played it to the beat