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 © FINTAGE TALENT BV; BPAD MUSIC LTD; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com