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.
