Punctuated Desire

PUNCTUATED DESIRE - Written by Carroll Bryant

There it was in front of me

A picture of a stranger

How was I to know what would become of me?

Now I'm in danger

Maybe she is just a young thing, but she packs the power 

Certain parts of that young girl, I would devour

Maybe, you know, it would have been better

If I would have just stayed away

But now it's too late, I'm afraid

Why must I be this way?

I'm running out of things to say

I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid

Because now it's just too late

I'm afraid it's just too late

Can I change it?

Just like at the movies 

I'm sitting on the edge of my seat

I was only watching and waiting

But now I feel like a beast

She's just an angel of innocence with nothing to give

Her heart's just a toy for boys, and it's trying to live

Maybe, it's true, that my passion's growing thin

And if I had the chance, I would do it all again

But now it's too late, I'm afraid

Why must I be this way?

I'm running out of things to say

I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid

Because now it's just too late

I'm afraid it's just too late

Should I change it?

Some just call it possession of obsession 

Is sweet sixteen really such a sin?

My heart and soul shall soon be arrested

Which way is out?

Where's the exit?

I'm confused again

There she was in front of me, standing with her intentions

Why did it all seem to dilute me, and all of my ambitions?

Maybe she is still just a young thing, but she's a loaded pistol

My eyes were blinded by her light 

My thoughts were sizzled

Maybe, you know, it would have been better

If I could have learned to stay away

But now it's too late, I'm afraid

Why must I be this way?

I'm running out of things to say

I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid

Because now it's just too late

I'm afraid it's just too late

I will change it!