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

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-ahh

And this jealous actress has a habit

Whoa