It was a stormy, breezy night

Not a person in sight

There were these five Rosewood girls

Having the time of their life

Until one lie

Ended the queen bee's reign

The search for their best friend gave them all pain

As they soon found out she was laying in her grave

The following year had put them all in fear

As they soon found out danger was near

An unknown presence named "A" stalked the town

Giving away their secrets without a sound

Creeping around far and near

Reminding the girls: Bitches, I'm still here. -A

The four girls were strucken with shock

When they found out A's plot

Was to terrorize and weaken them

'Til they cracked like a vase

Too bad their parents thought it was just a phase

Never realized they were on a chase

With "A" as the hunter

And the four little liars as prey.