We could have had it all
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Oh, rolling in the deep
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There's a fire starting in my heart
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Reaching a fever pitch, and it's bringing me out the dark
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Finally, I can see you crystal clear
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Go ahead and sell me out and I'll lay your shit bare
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See how I'll leave with every piece of you
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Don't underestimate the things that I will do
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There's a fire starting in my heart
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Reaching a fever pitch
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And it's bringing me out the dark
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The scars of your love remind me of us
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They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
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The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
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I can't help feeling
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We could have had it all
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Rolling in the deep
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You had my heart inside of your hand
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And you played it to the beat
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Baby, I have no story to be told
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But I've heard one of you
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And I'm gonna make your head burn
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See me now, in the depths of your despair
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Making a home down there
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'Cause mine sure won't be shared
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The scars of your love remind me of us
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They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
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The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
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I can't help feeling
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We could have had it all
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Rolling in the deep
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You had my heart inside of your hand
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And you played it to the beat
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We could have had it all
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Rolling in the deep
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You had my heart inside of your hand
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But you played it with a beating
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Throw your soul through every open door
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Count your blessings to find what you look for
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Turn my sorrow into treasured gold
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You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow
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We could have had it all
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We could have had it all, it all, it all, it all
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We could have had it all
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Rolling in the deep
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You had my heart inside of your hand
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And you played it to the beat
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We could have had it all
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Rolling in the deep
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You had my heart inside of your hand
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But you played it, you played it, you played it
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You played it to the beat
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Rolling In The Deep
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| Boyce Avenue |
