I`ve got my work cut out with you
You tore bits out of me
Your carpet burns and bruises blue
And 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
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 beliefs is harm will come to you
Between the lines I think you`ll find
Lessons learnedfrom alleys blind
Beauty can turn sour
So recognise through all the lies
The her of the hour, the hour
And I dream one day I 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