The Flipside of the Coin

**Intro:** *(Whispered over sparse acoustic guitar)* Once upon a time… But not the way you know. **Verse 1:** They paint me in shadows, they call me the thief, A heart carved from embers, a wolf with no grief. But what if the maiden wasn’t lost—just found? What if the castle was built on stolen ground? **Chorus:** Oh, why must the villain always lose? When every coin has a flipside too. The hero’s sword gleams bright and true, But who sharpened the blade? Tell me—who? **Verse 2:** They’ll sing of the prince and his golden crown, But never the villages burned to the ground. A "happy ending" stitched up with lies, While I’m left to rot ‘neath their painted skies. **Bridge:** *(Spoken, over eerie strings)* Funny how history’s written by kings… And monsters are only the losers with wings. **Verse 3:** I tasted the apple—it wasn’t my sin, Just hunger that drove these sharp teeth in. You’d beg for a bite if you’d walked in my shoes, Yet I’m the one choking on curses and blues. **Chorus:** Oh, why must the villain always lose? When every coin has a flipside too. The hero’s sword gleams bright and true, But who sharpened the blade? Tell me—who? **Verse 4:** So here’s to the witches, the crows, and the thieves, The ones who dared whisper, "*Just leave.*" Next time you hear how the story goes, Ask who held the pen… and who wrote the prose. **Outro:** *(Soft, fading out)* Once upon a time… But never the end.