Lirik dan Chord Lagu Black Cat dari Mayday Parade

Lagu tersebut menjadi bagian dari debut album pertama mereka yang bertajuk A Lesson in Romantics.

Album tersebut direkam di studio Tree Sound (Atlanta, Georgia) dan dirilis pada 10 Juli 2007.

Berikut ini lirik dan chord lagu “Black Cat” dari Mayday Parade:

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: Bm