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
(i think the boy gets the girl he dreamed of they get married and he was being stressed out by her changeing and she was being fake just to get him)
You're like a black cat
With a black backpack full of fireworks
And you're gonna burn the city down right now (x2)
(shes a sneaky girl ready to exploade at anytime and when she does its gonna ruin everything)
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
(she killed him and after she seems like the girl who lost it all and wants everyone to feel bad for her)
You're like a black cat
With a black backpack full of fireworks
And you're gonna burn the city down right now (x2)
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 (x2)
(shes jealous of everything and she blows everything out of perportion)
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 backpack full of fireworks
And you're gonna burn the city down right now (x3)
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 (i think the boy gets the girl he dreamed of they get married and he was being stressed out by her changeing and she was being fake just to get him)
You're like a black cat With a black backpack full of fireworks And you're gonna burn the city down right now (x2)
(shes a sneaky girl ready to exploade at anytime and when she does its gonna ruin everything)
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 (she killed him and after she seems like the girl who lost it all and wants everyone to feel bad for her)
You're like a black cat With a black backpack full of fireworks And you're gonna burn the city down right now (x2)
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 (x2) (shes jealous of everything and she blows everything out of perportion)
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 backpack full of fireworks And you're gonna burn the city down right now (x3)
And this jealous actress has a habit