He'll pretend he's free from sorrowMake believe that wrong is rightMy wedding day will be tomorrowBut there'll be no teardrops tonightWhy oh why should I desertAm I doing this for spiteIf I only want to hurt youThen there'll be no teardrops tonightA hogythebutthethethetheThank you.Thank you.Shame, oh shame, for what I'm doingOther roads will hold me tightI don't care, this life I've ruinedBut there'll be no tear drops tonight