Fire Queen

Verse 1 She’s the queen of every doorway, Needs a spotlight just to breathe. If you don’t play the hero, She’ll be gone before you see. Every night she buys a ticket For a brand‑new tragedy, Calling it a love test, Bleeding for a fantasy. Pre‑Chorus You try to hold her steady But she’s slipping through your hands, Turning every tender moment To another crashing land. Chorus She wants fire, she wants danger, She’ll burn the house just to feel seen. Calls it love but it’s a fever, Always drunk on broken dreams. She wants saving, never changes, Pulls you under when you breathe. You can love her, you can lose her, But you’ll never set her free. Verse 2 When the bottle starts to open, All the masks fall to the floor. She’ll go dancing with a stranger, Just to kill the quiet storm. Writes your name into the ashes, Says you never loved enough, But she’s chasing every exit From the weight of her own heart. Pre‑Chorus You used to be her shelter, Now you’re just another scar, One more broken navigation In her twisted shooting star. Chorus She wants fire, she wants danger, She’ll burn the house just to feel seen. Calls it love but it’s a fever, Always drunk on broken dreams. She wants saving, never changes, Pulls you under when you breathe. You can love her, you can lose her, But you’ll never set her free. Verse 3 She’ll cry out in the morning, Swearing this time she’ll be true. Begging for a second rescue, Laying all the blame on you. But by midnight she is missing, Chasing chaos in the streets, Trading every honest feeling For a hit of make‑believe. Pre‑Chorus You draw another boundary, She draws blood with every word, Calling every quiet distance Just another way to hurt. Chorus (variiert) She wants fire, she wants danger, She’ll burn the house just to feel seen. Calls it love but it’s a fever, Always drunk on broken dreams. She wants saving, never changes, Tears the lifeboat at the seam. You can hold her, you can lose her, But you can’t rebuild her schemes. Bridge One day all the phones stop ringing, And the barstools stay half‑clean. Every hero that she summoned Walked away from that same scene. In the mirror there’s no villain, Just a girl who’s still sixteen, Waiting for a knight in armor To erase what she has been. Final Chorus (softer, mehr Erkenntnis) She wants fire, she wants danger, But the room is finally still. No more victims for her stories, No more hearts left she can spill. If she ever stops her running, Learns to stand on her own feet, Maybe love won’t be a car crash, Maybe love can just… be real. Outro No more sirens in the distance, No more staged emergencies. If she ever learns to listen, She won’t need to beg and bleed. Love was never in the saving, Never in the endless scene — It was waiting in the quiet, Where nobody has to leav