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 acessory

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

They 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 think you'll find

Lessons learned from alleys blind

Beauty can turn sour

But 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 feel the same way too

We've all been used

Dazed, beautiful and bruised



When there's nothing, nothing left to lose

Dazed, beautiful and bruised



Dazed