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
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