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 backpack full of fireworks & You're gonna burn the city down right now Whoa, whoa You're like a black cat with a black backpack full of fireworks & 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 & Flashback on the girl As we montage every memory & We bleed out in the bathroom sink Then we fade out as the soundtrack sings You're like a black cat with a black backpack full of fireworks & You're gonna burn the city down right now Whoa, whoa You're like a black cat with a black backpack full of fireworks & 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" & 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" & This jealous actress has a habit Of making things sound way too tragic & 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 backpack full of fireworks You're gonna burn the city down right now Whoa, whoa You're like a black cat with a black backpack full of fireworks & You're gonna burn the city down right now Whoa, whoa You're like a black cat with a black backpack full of fireworks & You're gonna burn the city down right now Whoa whoa & This jealous actress has a habit Whoa