I've never known what made you get up and go
  And what pushed you over the edge,
  When we were up on the roof
  Was it the truth when you said
  You never made a single difference.
  Did you get it in your head
  That things are better left unsaid
  when you up and left town now?
  Did you need to rearrange
  Or did you need to make a change
  Rather than just rotting the place
  We used to hang around?
  I know that things have gotta change,
  I know your never coming back to this town.
  I wonder where you've gone,
  Who you're with;
  I still ask myself,
  Where the hell is Mike Sinkovich?