Bottled Water

"Bottled Water"
Lyrics (N. Dunham)/ Music (N. Dunham)

It was over when I met you
spent 3 months tryin' to get you
and I know that somewhere deep inside you know just who I am

now I'm sitting here in waiting
and I can't stop debating
if I should stick my head in the oven and turn the setting up to "dead"

since you
since you
since you
since...

You ripped my heart out,
put it in a doggy bag.
But if its to save it just for later
I don't see nothin' wrong with that

If there's a better way of coping
then I'd take back all the hoping
that you and me would ever be something more than just a "thing"

I think I'm losing my mind
and here's to wishing this time
that the knife'll go a little deeper and take away my pain

'cause you
'cause you
'cause you
because...

You ripped my heart out,
put it in a doggy bag.
But if its to save it just for later
I don't see nothin' wrong with that

You ripped my heart out,
put it in a doggy bag.
But if its to save it just for later
I don't see nothin' wrong with that

Well I can't take this any more
and tonight I'm walking out that door
to do something I should have done so very long ago

there'll be no hesitation
no feeling or sensation
and when the crimson starts to flow I know you'd feel it too

If I
If I
If I
If...

I ripped your heart out,
put it in a doggy bag,
but I won't need it any longer,
and I'm ok with that!







By the way, I hope you all realize that these songs are a pure mockery of the emo-rock genre of music...but I gotta say, I'm pretty good at it, plus I write guitar for them as well. These songs in no way reflect how I feel about anything...except for the part where I want to kill Mary....just kidding, I love you Mary! No, I think my real goal is to get as many 14 year old kids to kill themselves while listening to my music as much as possible.

A Date That Will Live in Infamy

NOTE: This blog was originally written on February 22, 2006 shortly after a trip I made to see my girlfriend. For whatever reason, I never got around to finishing it and posting it but I felt it was an entertaining story so I decided to post it now. Enjoy!




So, I recently visited the great city of Dahlonega to see my girlfriend, Mary. One of the many things we were looking forward to was our big date on Saturday. We both got dressed up and headed to the ATL.

Our first stop was the Georgia Aquarium, a great little place located in downtown Atlanta. It took us a while to park, but we finally got it and got out...I didn't bring a coat and Mary didn't want to carry her's around so we decided to tough it out. It couldn't be that cold could it? IT WAS FREEZING! The wind was blowing from everywhere and it was already really cold. We finally get in the aquarium where the warmth is and proceed to have a great time. Highlights of the Aquarium included riding on a seahorse made for little kids, saying penquin in a funny voice, pushing Mary around everywhere we went, and up and stopping in front of a guy for no reason other than to be an ass...All of that walking got us hungry!

Let me start out by saying that before we left to even go to Atlanta, I attempted to make reservations at Houston's on Peachtree...apparently they don't believe in reservations. So we were just going to walk on in after the aquarium. Upon leaving the frozen tundra that was Baker Street, we got in the car and headed up Peachtree Street to go eat. We saw Houston's a few miles down the street, but decided instead to go to the one in Buckhead, because we looked damn good and it was in Buckhead so it was certainly going to be a nicer Houston's. Well, I turned right on Lenox instead of left and thus we never found the resturaunt...no harm, no foul, we'll just go back to the one on peachtree...riiiiiight! Upon turning around, and to my best estimate, the entire population of Atlanta along with the greater metro area hopped on Peachtree street the same time we turned around. Traffic was at a standstill...probably because of the insane amount of traffic lights. Well, 30 minutes going back to Houston's we realize that they close at 10, so we can't eat there, but there is a Cheesecake Factory that we can see. 15 minutes to park, and we're still 3 blocks down and 2 blocks away from the resturaunt, and its cold as can be and I don't have a jacket...We get there, and the host's best guess is that there is about a 95 minute wait...we leave. As soon as I tend to Mary's frostbitten toes, and we amputate both of my ears, we get back on Peachtree...the date has suddenly turned into a survival mission. We are starving and contemplating Taco Bell...A quick trip back to the interstate lands us in Roswell, where we found a Chili's that I am convinced God himself put there. If I remember correctly, we had the Texas Nachos as an appetizer, Mary had some form of chicken while I had a burger...they were both wonderful and the date was still a success because I still got to spend all of that time with Mary!

Just to let everyone know...

I am the happiest guy in the world...since about 6:00 AM on Wednesday, February 8th...