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 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 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 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      They could 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 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