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