I've got my work cut out with you

You tore bits out of me

Your carpet burns and bruises blue

Are there for all to see



But I can tell, you've been through hell

Finally you wear it well

It's an accessory



It's time to change your uniform

And hand it on to me

To me



And I dream one day I'll find

The one who lives inside my mind

And they'll feel the same way too

We've all been used



Dazed, beautiful and bruised

Dazed, beautiful and bruised



And blame is not a one way street

The widest avenue

But cause me grief, and my belief

Is harm will come to you



Between the lines I'll think you'll find

Lessons learned from value's eyes

Beauty can turn sour



So recognise through all the lies

The hero of the hour

The hour



And I dream one day I'll find

The one who lives inside my mind

They'll feel the same way too

We've all been used



Dazed, beautiful and bruised

Dazed, beautiful and bruised



When there's nothing, nothing left to lose



Dazed, beautiful and bruised

Dazed, beautiful and bruised

Dazed, beautiful and bruised



Oh dazed, dazed...