So it came to pass
That I stayed with you long after they had left
But now you pace the halls
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
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
Because you thought I'd never forgive
But we were both a little crazy when we were kids
Looking back on it, I would have done the same thing
Everyone was doing crazy shit back then
Maybe I'm not so crazy after all