Won´t someone tell me what is happenin´ to me
Why am I so missunderstood
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 missunderstood
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 the boys

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 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 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