The Murder of Jordan Belle

She drank, she partied, she had a hell of a night
She was so drunk, she was in extreme delight

Don't know when she passed out, but she woke up on the floor
She didn't remember a thing 'bout what happened the night before

She slowly rubbed her eyes, looked around for her friends
But everyone had left, and it didn't make any sense.

Though she was alone, she knew she'd be alright
But that was only till, she saw the gruesome sight

Lying next to her, was the body of Jordan belle
He was more than just dead, and she got scared as hell

Jordan was her classmate, her enemy and her ex
Her day was getting worse, what could possibly happen next

She couldn't believe someone killed him, his throat had been slit
But why was she alone? There was something strange to it.

She tried hard to remember, what the hell had happened here
But to her dismay, her hangover was quite severe

She remembered they had a fight, but nothing bout whats next
Then it suddenly struck her, and the thought had her vexed

She started to question herself, if she was the one who killed him
Chances of her being wrong, seemed to be rather too slim

She knew she hated the guy, but she never wanted him dead
What had the vodka done to her, it messed with her head

She couldn't bear the thought of it, so she grabbed her things to leave
But she found a note on the door, that had just increased her grief

"I know what you did, and I'm telling everyone,
You cannot escape, so, don't even try to run."

She didn't know who wrote it, but she knew that she was doomed
She broke down on the floor, destined to hell she assumed

Her heart started to pace, and her nerves had tightened
She cried her tears shivering, she was just so frightened

Didn't want to go to prison, didn't want to rot in jail
Tried to be an optimist, but miserably failed

She heard someone coming, she had to think fast
So she she picked up the knife, and then breathed her last

She was gone forever, now I'll never get to tell
That she was not the one that had killed Jordan belle.

He was killed in a fight, but she wasn't the one to blame
The killer got away, and the poor girl was framed.