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