Baby I have no story to be told but I’ve heard one of you. And I’m gonna make your head burn, think of me in the depths of your despair, making a home down there. It reminds you of the home we shared.
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 feeling. We could have had it all. Rolling in the deep. You had my heart and soul and you played it to the beat.