Full On

I saw him go Straight to the ground I'm running full on To lay my hand on his back I saw him go Limp as a veil Thrown in a cruel fashion I saw every quarterback crying Folded on my lap And counting out the damage done Ripped from the field And freaking out I'll be a still valley I saw every quarterback crying Laid up on the grass And nodding like a violet I saw every quarterback crying Folded on my lap And counting out the damage done