Mayday Parade - Black Cat Ukulele

Ok so I noticed that there werent any chord postings for this song, so i decided 
to go ahead and make one. Any comments or corrections are very much appreciated.

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