[ Lyrics ]

Both sides now — lucky, but I bled too.

Front row seats, no ticket, just a smile and a name,
free pours at the bar, never felt quite the same.
Used to think it was magic, now I see the strings,
how the light caught my face while they ignored my dreams.
I kept receipts in the margins, wrote my worth in the lines,
proved the hook wasn't all that I bring.
Yeah, the door swung wide — but I still had to walk in,
still had to sing.

No one sees the work behind the glow,
the 3 a.m. voice notes, the songs I had to grow.
They praise the look, but not the climb —
I wore the crown, but paid the price in time.

Both sides now — lucky, but I bled too.
Got the view from the top, but the climb was through the truth.
Both sides now — grace and the grind.
You see the shine, but not the nights I died inside.

Remember that casting? They offered three cents for the track,
said, 'You’re hot — what else you got?' I sent the full contract.
Told ’em, 'My voice is non-negotiable.'
Sat in silence while they Googled my credentials.
Beauty got me in the room, but the lyrics made ’em stay,
had to earn every bar, every 'wow,' every 'okay.'

Now they quote my name like it means something real,
but I still feel the ghost of the way they used to see me: just a girl, just a feel.
So I speak softer now, but the message is loud —
I’m not a muse. I’m the one who wrote the vow.

I don’t hate the past — I thank the light,
for every chance, every spark it gave me flight.
But I won’t pretend it was all gold,
when I was lonely in VIP, holding stories untold.

Yes, I was seen — but never received.

Both sides now — lucky, but I bled too.
Got the life from a dream, but I stitched it all with truth.
Both sides now — grace and the grind.
You see the shine, but not the nights I died inside.

Both sides now… 

Not just the face. Not just the name.
Not just the light — I earned the flame.

I was always more.
Both Sides Now

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