​iT Christine and the Queens

[Couplet 1]
With iT
I become the death Dickinson feared
With iT
I'm a red admiral on this ship
And I raise
With infinite forms of coronation
I rule
Over my all my dead impersonations

[Refrain]
'Cause I've got it
I'm a man now
I've got it
I'm a man now
And I won't let you steal it, I bought it for myself
I'm a man now (She lies, she lies)

[Couplet 2]
I hate
The production work pulling my hair
Because
Their teeth should ravage a golden beard
I've lost
Some eyeless friends whose blood runs cold
When you people
In silence pretense tends to be old