Down the streets of Istanbul, you held my hand

In the backseat with the engine roaring, your warmth kept me brave

In that cabin in the woods, our fever burned alive

With all my foolish stubbornness, I fell into your smile

Days bled into nights inside that silent room

You said you craved my skin, the scent that made you fall

Eleven hundred days, the show just carried on

Strip away the tangled truth — how much of it was love?

I was never your forever kind of love

My youth won't wait forever just for you

So let this grand and tragic firework fall

Only for me — break through the sky and burn it all

I burst the bubble myself — you were never mine to keep

The same old story played again: my compromise, my plea

All that burning want was just another chain

No soul behind your touch — how could I fill this emptiness?

Consider this my final gift to you

Eleven hundred days of dreams fading into grey

If I strip the fever away, how much love is truly there?

Then let me cut this pain right now — clean as a blade through air

I was never the one you'd hold onto

Every promise faded somewhere down the line

I want a firework that blooms for me alone in the dark

To light this endless night — then vanish into sparks

Just like a firework, I fade into the night

No more movie nights with you, no final scene to share

Istanbul's evening wind still lingers where we were

Along with that honest version of me — gone, finally free