When the going got tough
Verse
It was me you the rest of the guys
Every Friday night.
It was one for all and all for one.
Each game a hard won fight.
Pre chorus
It was fourth and one yard.
With the game on the line.
When the going got tough.
You called it quitting time.
Chorus
You took yourself out of the game.
Took yourself out of the game.
Verse
We still meet every Sunday for beer.
We cheer and watch the game.
While you sit alone drinking too much.
Drifting slowly away.
Pre chorus
It was fourth and one yard.
With the game on the line.
When the going got tough.
You called it quitting time.
Chorus
You took yourself out of the game.
Took yourself out of the game.
Verse
I called a cab and I sent you home.
Told you to get some sleep.
I paid your fare and went back inside.
Thought I’d see you next week.
Pre chorus
It was fourth and one yard.
With the game on the line.
When the going got tough.
You called it quitting time.
Chorus
You took yourself out of the game.
Took yourself out of the game.
Bridge
The rest of us stayed for the end of the game.
But we would never be the same.
In the morning the calls began coming in.
It seems you had done it again.
When you got home you shot a hole in your brain.
You took yourself out of the game.