[Chorus]
Along her vain parade
Along her veins
[Verse 1]
All of seventeen
Eyes a purple green
Treated like a queen
She was on borrowed self-esteem
She would do her dance
A painful masquerade
Spinning you into her web
Along her vain parade
In her uniform
Of studded brass and steel
Kissing napkin lipstick stains
And smearing sincerity
[Chorus]
Along her vain parade
Along her veins
Along her veins
[Verse 2]
Time crept up on her
She's in early gray
Her reflection looks concerned
And flowers hit her grave
Yeah, grave, grave, grave
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