Pretty little girls flocking outside
No wonder they are pretty liars inside
For any sacrifices collide
How could’ya get mad on words I tied?
The fraud seems bigger
The fright seems clearer
The fight becomes drearier
The frivolity becomes louder
Lying the lie beneath your tie?
Follow the stupidity in a matter of rye
Burn the mask till it fries your eye
For the sake of any, Liars just gonna die!
— Sharen Song —