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...