Won't 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.

They say I'll understand it all in good time,
but age ain't nothing but a number in my mind.
I'm going crazy with this push me,pull me.
Caught between, wrong and right.
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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 fanticy.
I got the feeling that the way my life is,
I've got to be prepared for changes.

Won't someone tell me what is happening to me?
Why am I so miss understood,
why can't they see?
Now I'm caught between the devil
and the angel that, I used to be.

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I, I must, I must not chase the boys.
I, I must, I must not chase the boys.
I,must I must not chase,
The boys.

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They could could try to make me write a thousand lines,
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.

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