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