Would someone tell me what has happened 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 they say nothing but a number in my mind
Going crazy with they push me pull me
I'm caught between the 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 this story is I've got no choice
I must not chase the boys
I started down my deepest secrets
Seven days of week of thruth and fantasy
Got the feeling that the way my life is got to be
prepared for changes
Would 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 this 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 kissing good night
The moral of this story is I've got no choise
I must not chase the boys
They can try to make me right 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 the 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 this 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 kissing good night
The moral of this story is I've got no choice
I must not chase
The boys