Greta Van Fleet - Rolling in the deep

^BmThere's a fire ^F#mburning in my heart ^AReaching a fever pitch and that's ^F#mbringing me out the dark^{A Bm}Finally I can ^F#msee you crystal clear ^AGo ahead and sell me out and I'll ^F#mlay your ship bare^{A Bm}See me leaving ^F#mwith every piece of you ^ADon't underestimate ^F#mthe things that I will do^{A Bm}There's a fire ^F#mburningin my heart ^AReaching a fever pitch and that's ^F#mbringing me out the d^Aark ^G

^GThe scars of ^Ayour love remind me ^F#mof us They keep me ^Gthinking that we almost had it all The scars of ^Ayour love they leave me ^F#mbreathless

We could have had it ^Bmall ^A Rolling in the ^Gdee^Ap You had my heart in^Bmside of your ha^And And you ^Gplayed it to the beat ^Bm

Throw your soul ^F#mthrough every open door ^ACount your blessings to ^F#mfind what your looking f^Aor ^BmTurned my sorrow ^F#minto treasured gold ^AYou'll pay me back in kind and ^F#mreap just what you ^Asow ^G

^GThe scars of ^Ayour love remind me ^F#mof us They keep me ^Gthinking that we almost had it all The scars of ^Ayour love they leave me br^F#meathless

We could have had it ^Bmall ^A Rolling in the ^Gdeep You had my heart ^Bminside of your ^Ahand But you ^Gplayed it to the beat ^{Bm F#}

We could have had it ^Bmall ^A Rolling in the ^Gdeep^A You had my heart ^Bminside of your ^Ahand and you ^Gplayed it to the beat ^Bmyeah ^{A G A Bm A}