So it came to pass that I'd stayed with you long after they had left. So now you pace the hall, talking to the oil portraits along the walls. I know you did what you did But I was just a kid.
Don't compare me now to how I was back then. Don't compare me now to how I was back then.
And this too shall pass. Long after they're done searching through your desk They call it voyeurism, not viewing it as a precaution.
I know you did what you did cause you thought I'd never forgive But we were both a little crazy when we were kids.
Looking back on it, I would've done the same thing. Everyone was doing crazy shit back then...
Maybe I'm not so crazy after all
Don't compare me now to how I was back then. Don't compare me now to how I was back then