Won't someone tell me what is happening 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 be

They say I'll understand it all in good time

But age ain't nothin' but a number in my mind

Goin' crazy with this push me pull me

Caught between wrong and right

I 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 changes

Won't someone tell me what is happening 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 be

I 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 kissin' goodnight

The moral of the story is I got no choice

I must not chase

They can try to make me write a thousand lines

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 hear

I, 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 boys

I 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 kissin' goodnight

The moral of the story is I got no choice

I must not chase... the boys