Incomplete songs

Here are songs that are works in progress, and one that's finished but I never perform due to an inability to sing in harmony, a co-writer too busy with his own music career to perform with me, and fear of being sued. A lot of this is probably shit, but I'm posting it anyway.

The Doughboys Are Talking Again
(Written with Kyle Rothchild, inspired by Johnny the Homicidal Maniac by Jhonen Vasquez)
Her blood drips from my hands
Onto the cold hardwood floor
Paint it on the drying wall
Tomorrow it will demand some more
Dead bodies as far as the eye can see
I'm really starting to think something's wrong with me
And the Doughboys are talking again...

Dear DIE-ary, I don't understand
How I keep getting away with it all
Maybe I should visit the stars
End all this torment with just a phone call
Nailbunny, help me out in this time of need
Help me cope with a world of ignorance and greed
And the Doughboys are talking again...

Am I a slave, or can I kill by choice?
A cosmic flusher, or purely insane?
I still don't understand myself
Although I've been to heaven and to hell and back again
Gotta leave all this misery behind
Go next door and give Squee one last goodbye
Are the Doughboys finally dead?

Tao
In my quest to be like an uncarved block of wood
Sometimes I fail, sometimes I do well
I would do well to learn to enjoy failure
As the river flows to the ocean
So path is forged to the type of
Understanding I seek
I may be meek, but I know I will inherit nothing

There is no right, there's no wrong, there just is
The Way is nameless and shapeless

Untitled Atheism Song
The night sky is so beutifull
And the best part is it's natural
When the birds fly by you don't question why
You just shrug and say "intelligent design"
But you're missing out on everything
Birds don't need a god to sing

We celebrate the seasons
And the movements of the planet Earth
But it's not enough for the faithful
They always give their joy to somebody else
But they're missing out on everything
We don't need gods to sing

Ki-Ki
(I' ve actually performed this one once but was very unhappy with the result, and I can't remember how to play it now)
You're name's not Ki-Ki, but I'll use it anyway
Not that there's anything wrong with your real name
But I think "Ki-Ki's" pretty, just like you
I get all tense when you walk by
You same my name, I wanna die
I'd like to ask you out
But when I try, the words get lost

I'd like to call you Ki-Ki, don't know why
I'd like to make you happy if you'd only let me try
You know I'm not too good at this
Terms of endearment and all that shit
But if you don't like Ki-Ki then at least let me call you mine

You may have noticed, but I like your company
If you like mine it would mean a lot to me
Words escape me whenever I'm with you
I'd like to take you to a show and dinner
But you'll never know
I'd like to ask you out
But when I try the words get lost

I'd like to call you Ki-Ki, don't know why
I'd like to make you happy if you'd only let me try
You know I'm not too good at this
Terms of endearment and all that shit
But if you don't like Ki-Ki then at least let me call you mine

Maybe if you get me drunk I'll loosen up
And maybe if I get you drunk it'll matter
Maybe it's not meant to be (and you can tell me what that means)
Maybe I should be a man and try

I'd like to call you Ki-Ki, don't know why
I'd like to make you happy if you'd only let me try
You know I'm not too good at this
Terms of endearment and all that shit
But if you don't like Ki-Ki then at least let me call you mine

Sailboat
Across the ocean we can float
In a fancy sailboat
On the water, boyancy
With my boat I'm boy-on-sea

No cars, no lights, just you and I
No cops, no rules for us to live by
We're just staring at the night sky
Counting stars as life passes by
As life passes by I'd like to get away
Leave these bare walls behind
As youth fades away I'd like to forget
Leave my whole world wet and windy

Trim the sails and have a drink
Lots of time to stop and think
Complications? Don't recall
You and me is all, is all

A character study of a necrophiliac
I see her lying there
Ivory skin and golden hair
The smell of formaldehyde fills the air

I brush my thumb across her lips
So cold and unresponsive
Like a statue, like a monument
To thinks that used to be

Don’t judge my love!
Don’t you understand
The search for the timeless
In the heart of a man?
It’s the perfect relationship
The perfect relationship

She doesn’t age, she doesn’t judge
She’ll never change, she’ll never budge
As long as she’s well preserved she’s mine

No fights or jealousy
Deceit or disloyalty
And I’ll never
Have to meet her
Friends and family

Don’t judge my love!
Don’t you understand
The search for the timeless
In the heart of a man?
It’s the perfect relationship
The perfect relationship

The Rodeo of Living (Incomplete)
I see time creeping up on me
I've been waiting for you
All my days drifting away
And what am I trying to prove
I'm feeling old but looking young
Forever apart from you
I can live forever, I don't want to

Happiness eludes me, I don't know which way to turn
On the path of life before me, I must seek and I must learn
But I can use a good companion, someone by my side
To help me keep my balance on this steer that I must ride called life

I never know how the wind will change
I die more everyday
It's like a plauge wasting away
This frail and brittle frame
It never ends, this rodeo
Of living imcomplete
I can ride forever, I don't want to

It kicks and bucks with all the vigor
That you used to pull your hand from mine
Tossed about just like a ragdoll
All I ever asked from you was time

We Are Explorers
We're on a journey through the cosmos
Our vessel is big and round and blue
We are explorers; the greatest thing about us
We're on a path of discovery
A quest with no destination
We are explorers basking in the uknown

It's true, we are very small
And the universe is vast
There's a lot that we don't know
Which is a lot that we can learn

I don't need to have all the answers
I don't mind the mystery
The quest for truth is more about the journey
Than the destination

The Arbiter
Everybody wants to have all the things their told they cannot
Everybody wants to be all the things their told they should not
Nobody could recognize who you are from what you're saying
Nobody would even try, don't you know the cost of playing?

You and me, we're a perfect match
You and I couldn't be more wrong

I'll be the one to control how you feel
I'll be the arbiter of what is real
You can pretend to decide what you know
It makes no difference, enjoy the show

Have your cake and eat it too, might as well be pushing daiseys
Maybe you forgot the score, count yourself among the crazies
Nobody would think to blame after your traumatic breakup
Nobody would to shame, tell us all about the shakeup

You and me 'till the end of days
You and I couldn't be more wrong