More precious than diamonds,
Is the friendship i hold close to my heart...

Forget, sounds good,
Forget, I'm not sure I could...

Smile like the sadness hasn't caught you,
Making everyone think you're really happy...

I'm falling to pieces,
Because this sadness won't go away...

Paint me a picture,
Paint it with my blade...

*Speranza is hope in Latin*
Where is the speranza...

She's fed up with life,
And today's the last time she'll be hit...

Sing a song of happiness,
A pocket full of blades...

Yelling parents,
Screaming child...

She was going to be my brides maid,
She was going to be my best friend...

Dressed in black clothing,
With long sleeves covering my scared arms...

I have so much to tell you,
But it can never be said...