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