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 be
They say I'll understand it all in good time
But age ain't nothin' but a number in my mind
I'm 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've got no choice
I must not chase the boys
I started writing down my deepest secrest
7 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 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 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've got no choice
I must not chase...
I wanna go left when they tell me go right
Don't wanna be the little girl they're kissing good night
The moral of the story is I've got no choice
I must not chase the boys
They could try to make me write a thousand lines
But that will never change the way I feel inside
They got their opinions but I just don't care
Cuz 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've got no choice
I must not chase...
I wanna go left when they tell me go right
Don't wanna be the little girl they're kissing good night
The moral of the story is I've got no choice
I must not chase...
The boys
