I drove by all the places we used to hang out

Getting wasted

I remember when Sandy and I would walk down the streets and hang out. We may have not gotten drunk because I hate drinking, but I do know that we had the best time.

Sometimes I start to wonder was it just a lie?

Were you really in to me? Did you really care about me? Was I everything you wanted? You were probably pretending.

If what we had was real how could you be

Fine? Cuz' I'm not fine at all

You seem so happy and not a care in the world.
You're with the guy you love. He's not me. While I'm broken you're over here living.

I remember the day you told me you were
Leavin'  I remember the makeup runnin' down your face

"I'm sorry, Soda. It's not yours." I just stared at her. Was this really happening? "Well, we can still raise it together." I offered. "No, Soda, you don't understand." She said with desperation in her eyes. "I'm going to be living with my grandmother for a while down in Florida. I'm really sorry Soda." That was the last thing she said before she left me.  I cried that whole night. Ponyboy and now Sandy?! What did I do to deserve all that?! I was just angry now.

And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them

You could've had your life together and all those things ahead of you. One of them could've been me.