Bm 
Close up Camera One, 
  G 
The hero sings in this scene 
  A                                    D                 A/C# 
The boy that gets the girl gets to go home where they get married 
Bm 
But stop the tape, 
 G 
The sunset still looks fake to me 
 A 
The hero looks like he can't breathe, 
 F# 
The damsel just left everything 


               Bm 
You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks, 
                          D         A 
And you're gonna burn the city down right now 
G     A 
Whoa, whoa 
               Bm 
You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks, 
                          D         A 
And you're gonna burn the city down right now 
G     A 
Whoa, whoa 


    Bm 
Oh, close up Camera Two 
       G 
`Cause the hero dies in this scene 
  A                             D          A/C# 
Your inspiration is the loss of absolutely everything 
  A 
And flashback on the girl, 
      G 
As we montage every memory 
        A 
And we bleed out in the bathroom sink, 
        F# 
And we fade out as the soundtrack sings 


              Bm 
You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks 
                           D        A 
And you're gonna burn the city down right now 
G     A 
Whoa, whoa (yeah) 
              Bm 
You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks 
                          D         A 
And you're gonna burn the city down right now 
G     A 
Whoa, whoa 


         Bm 
She said get your hands off of my star, 

It's not your part but all your fault 
         G 
And this jealous actress has a habit, 
  
Of making things sound way too tragic 
Bm 
Get your hands off of my star, 

It's not your part but all your fault 
         G 
And this jealous actress has a habit, 
                       F#m 
Of making things sound way too tragic 

   Bm 
           G 
And this jealous actress has a habit, 

Of making things sound way too tragic 

   Bm 
          G 
Oh, this jealous actress has a habit, 

Of making things sound way too tragic 
  
               Bm 
You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks 
                      D         A 
You're gonna burn the city down right now 
G     A 
Whoa, whoa 
              Bm    
You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks 
                          D         A 
And you're gonna burn the city down right now 
G     A 
Whoa, whoa 
              Bm 
You're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks 
                          D         A 
And you're gonna burn the city down right now 
G     A 
Whoa, whoa 

    Bm 
          G 
And this jealous actress has a habit, 
A 
Whoa 

End on: Bm