Struck down, center town, a faded heart of glass
You couldn't see it, but you know it was the only one you had
Hold hope in shaking fists, you try to catch their eye
They look passed at their expense, no need to wonder why
You call it the myth of circumstance
So let it all come crashing down, you know we're home at last
You carried all of the pain
But shrug it off as you watch them drive away
Sigh of relief from underneath the gun
It takes one to know, but it just took you to break away and run
You call it the myth of circumstance
So let it all come crashing down, you know we're home at last
Couldn't fall in love again
Couldn't find it my hands
But you know that you're the only one, the only one you have