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...