I'll pretend I'm free from sorrow, Make believe that wrong is right; Your wedding day will be tomorrow, But there'll be no teardrops tonight. Why, oh why should you desert me, Are you doin' this for spite; If you only want to hurt me, Then there'll be no teardrops tonight. --- Instrumental --- I'll believe that you still love me, When you wear your veil of white; But you think that you're above me, And there'll be no teardrops tonight. Shame, oh shame for what you're doin', Other arms will hold you tight; You don't care whose life you ruin, So, there'll be no teardrops tonight...