I had long hair when I was growing up
And people would call me a girl as an insult
The real mean kids they'd call me Natalie
Sticks and stones may break bones, but words traumatized me
And as I started to explore my femininity
The insults started coming more regularly
They'd call me a faggot and say "you're not a girl,
You've got a dick between your legs and a y chromosome"

But it's alright to tell me, what you think about me
And this sudden fear has got me trembling
Man, I feel like a woman

So I looked up how big your dick needs to be
To call yourself a man, I mean anatomically
'Cause mine's kind of small and the joke when you're young
Is that you're not a real man unless you're fucking hung
The answer seems to depend on who you ask
Because bigots often have conflicting opinions
Like "love your neighbor as yourself"
Next to "god hates fags" and "no one deserves a hand out"

But you can be almost anything, when you're on your fucking knees
Watching and waiting, commiserating
Man, I feel like a woman

My step-dad he called me a weirdo that wears dresses
And while that's pretty much true, he was being malicious
So I texted my mom when I came out as trans
I said "if he calls me that again, I'll fucking kill him"
And I wasn't welcome in their house before I sent that text
But I needed them to know there are consequences
For the shitty things you say and the way you act
I needed them to know, that this faggot bashes back

Because the best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun
Oh, woh, oh, oh, beat the shit out of transphobes
You can break their nose
No one'll care, it's what they what they deserve
Oh, woh, oh, oh, and I just want be free to feel the way I feel
Man, I feel like a woman