Won't someone tell me what is happenin' to me?
Why am I so misunderstood?
Why can't they see?
Now I'm caught between the devil and the angel
That I used to beThey say I'll understand it all in good time
But age ain't nothin' but a number in my mind
I'm going crazy with this push me pull me
Caught between wrong and rightI wanna give in to the woman in me
I wanna be someone they don't want me to be
The moral of the story is I got no choice
I must not chase the boys
I started writing down my deepest secrets
Seven days a week of truth and fantasy
Got the feelin' that the way my life is
Got to be prepared for changesWon't someone tell me what is happenin' to me?
Why am I so misunderstood?
Why can't they see?
Now I'm caught between the devil and the angel
That I used to beI wanna give in to the woman in me
I wanna be someone they don't want me to be
The moral of the story is I got no choice
I must not chase
I wanna go left but they tell me go right
Don't wanna be the little girl they're kissin' goodnight
The moral of the story is I got no choice
I must not chase the boys
They can try to make me write a thousand lies
But that won't ever change the way I feel inside
They've got their opinions but I just don't care
'Cause that's not what I wanna hearI, I must, I must not chase the boys
I, I must, I must not chase the boys
I must, I must, I must not chase the boysI wanna give in to the woman in me
I wanna be someone they don't want me to be
The moral of the story is I got no choice
I must not chase
I wanna go left but they tell me go right
Don't wanna be the little girl they're kissin' goodnight
The moral of the story is I got no choice
I must not chase the boys
