Nixon


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







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