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 breath, the damsel just left everything
You’re like a black cat with a black backpack full of fireworks and you’re gunna burn the city down right now
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
And we bleed out in the bathroom sink
Then we fade out as the soundtrack sings
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