Martens Biersach, Roric Christian  

Long were the nights when My days once revolved around you Counting my footsteps Praying the floor won’t fall through, again And my mother accused me of losing my mind But I swore I was fine You paint me a blue sky And go back and turn it to rain And I lived in your chess game But you changed the rules everyday Wonderin’ which version of you I might get on the phone, tonight Well I stopped pickin’ up and this song is to let you know why Dear Christian, I see it all now that you're gone. Don't you think I was too young To be messed with? The girl in the dress Cried the whole way home, I should've known.

Christian looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about, And she's got everything that I have to live without. Christian talks to me, I laugh 'cause it's so damn funny And I can't even see anyone when he's with me He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right, I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

You're on the phone with your girlfriend—she's upset, She's going off about something that you said 'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do. I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night. I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like. And she'll never know your story like I do. But she wears short skirts I wear t-shirts She's cheer captain And I'm on the bleachers Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find That what you're looking for has been here the whole time. If you could see That I'm the one Who understands you. Been here all along. So, why can't you see, You belong with me, You belong with me? I <3 you Christian

I walked through the door with you, the air was cold, But something 'bout it felt like home somehow. And I left my scarf there at your sister's house, And you still got it in your drawer even now. Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze. We're singing in the car, getting lost Upstate. Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place, And I can picture it after all these days. And I know it's long gone, And that magic's not here no more, And I might be okay, But I'm not fine at all.

We were both young when I first saw you. I close my eyes and the flashback starts: I'm standing there on a balcony in summer air. See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns. See you make your way through the crowd And say, "Hello, " Little did I know... That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles, And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet" And I was crying on the staircase Begging you, "Please don't go" And I said... "Christian, take me somewhere we can be alone. I'll be waiting; all that's left to do is run. You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess, It's a love story, baby, just say, 'Yes.'"

He's a really cool teacher. But there was this freshman girl in the class that was like obsessed with him, and always was singing Taylor Swift songs in class....it was weird.

He's pretty old, but he still goes here. He's pretty chill in that he's just like us, struggling everyday to make a dollar out of fifteen cents. On the flip side, he knows what he's teaching about. He does electrical engineering and he knows what is up! Take his class if you want to have fun....and learn!

This guy is super rude. I am a graduating senior and I REALLY wanted to take this class. He just flat out told me no. He should learn to be more compassionate.

Missed the first day, went to the second day. Went to the midterm. Went to the Final. Three days of class total. I got a B, easy. This kind of shit gives our school a bad name.

Good guy. Really hands on when it came to helping troubleshoot the circuits in lab. Really simplified the tough labs so that we could finish and make sense of them. I think he stresses the prelab a little to hard but everything else was cool