Black Cat

Close up Camera One, The hero sings in this scene The boy that gets the girl gets to go home where they get married But stop the tape, The sunset still looks fake to me The hero looks like he can't breathe, The damsel just left everything You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks, And you're gonna burn the city down right now Whoa, whoa You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks, And you're gonna burn the city down right now Whoa, whoa Oh, close up Camera Two `Cause the hero dies in this scene Your inspiration is the loss of absolutely everything And flashback on the girl, As we montage every memory And we bleed out in the bathroom sink, And we fade out as the soundtrack sings You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks And you're gonna burn the city down right now Whoa, whoa (yeah) You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks And you're gonna burn the city down right now Whoa, whoa She said get your hands off of my star, It's not your part but all your fault And this jealous actress has a habit, Of making things sound way too tragic Get your hands off of my star, It's not your part but all your fault And this jealous actress has a habit, Of making things sound way too tragic And this jealous actress has a habit, Of making things sound way too tragic Oh, this jealous actress has a habit, Of making things sound way too tragic You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks You're gonna burn the city down right now Whoa, whoa You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks And you're gonna burn the city down right now Whoa, whoa You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks And you're gonna burn the city down right now Whoa, whoa And this jealous actress has a habit, Whoa End on: