I went to Mancelona the other day,
To think about the things we used to play,
Everyone asked how was I, and I replied with a simple sigh,
Everyone asked how you were doing,
and I replied by a simple shrug,
I said i didn't know we don't talk any more,
I just can't believe our friendship is over, the friendship since age four,
Growing up with you brought many good times,
Growing up with you brought a couple of crimes,
Crimes of kidnapping,
Crimes of MIP's,
Crimes that made life worth living,
the day before you left you promised me something,
I gave you a pen and you gave me a ring,
You promised me one day you'll come back,
But now I realize that was a bunch of wack,
Now u are taken by another good friend,
I just wonder why this had to end?
