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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

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