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 ans sell me out and i'll lay your s**t 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 the 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 thinking that we almost had it all, Rolling In The Deep!You had my heart inside your hand and you played it to the beet.Baby I have no story to be told, but I've heard of one of you and I am gonna make your head burn.Think of me in the depths of your despair,making home down there as mine sure won't be shared.The scares of your love remind me of us.They keep me thinking that we almost had it all.The scares of your love they leave me breathless I can't help feeling that we almost had it all!Rolling In The Deep!You had my heart inside your hand,And you played it to the beat.We would've had it all, Rolling In The Deep.You had my heart inside your hand and you played it to the beat.Through your soul threw every open door, count your blessing to find what your looking for.Turn my sorrow into treasured gold.You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow. We could have it all.We could have it all.It all,it all,It all...We could have it all, Rolling In The Deep!You have my heart in side your hand and you played it to the beat.

I'm in trouble, I'm a addict.I'm addicted to this girl.She got my heart tied in a knot and my stomach in a whirl.Even worse I can't stop calling her.She is all I want and more. I mean damn. Whats not to adore?I've been playing to much guitar. I've been listening to jazz. I've called so many times I swear she's going mad and that cellular,will be the death of us, I swear I swear.And oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh.oh.Oooooh,ooh,ooh.I'm running my mouth just like I got her.But I surly don't. Because she so oh oh, oh oh, oh oh Rock and Roll but, shes out of my ledge.Is she out of my ledge?I hope not.I'm in trouble I'm so cliche see that word just wears me out.Makes me feel like just another boy to laugh and joke about.But even worse I can't stop calling her,I love to hear that voice. And honestly,I'm left with no choice.