| Don’t hold any sorrow, don’t shed tears | 
| I’ll be gone tomorrow, I will be damned | 
| No, no, no, there’s nothing to be sad about | 
| It’s just a way the weak get out | 
| I hope you read this letter | 
| This is the morning after | 
| All of the pain is dead and gone | 
| This is the morning after | 
| I hope your feelings numb | 
| All my life’s been borrowed, never cared | 
| I’ll bare the cross tomorrow, to hell, I swear | 
| No, no, no, there’s nothing to be sad about | 
| It’s just a way the weak get out | 
| I hope you read this letter | 
| This is the morning after | 
| All of the pain is dead and gone | 
| This is the morning after | 
| I hope your feelings numb | 
| This is the morning after | 
| All of the pain is dead and gone | 
| This is the morning after | 
| I hope your feelings numb | 
| No, no, no, there’s nothing to be sad about | 
| It’s just a way the weak get out | 
| I hope you read this letter | 
| This is the morning after | 
| All of the pain is dead and gone | 
| This is the morning after | 
| I hope your feelings numb | 
| This is the morning after | 
| All of the pain is dead and gone | 
| This is the morning after | 
| I hope your feelings numb |