sitting in the backyard on a sunday in the morning touched by you and all your curls that sucked me in i can hear you when you re screaming i hear you when you re talking to me laughing at the jokes laughing at the jokes i ve told before it s only over when you ve given up on me you held it in for so long detaching yourself from everything i gave now you re on your own there s nobody else so happy on the outside with your conscience coming home blindfold me a role blindfold me a role you play so well it s only over when you ve given up on me there s one thing left to say those words you said to me were never true justified everything i gave to you i won t ever look at you the same step aside you always walk away it s only over when you ve given up on me 