Only Pretty, What A Pity - Alternate Version

Eyes to look at not to see through
 She never could see truth for lies
 With a smile she'd win 'em over
 Face her trick to take a prize
 Tickled pink the mid-aged dandy
 Sold his horse to buy her all
 The icing for her face like candy
 Hung up in mirrors wall to wall
 Married life was short but funny
 With long lost cousins dropping by
 Later on her alimony
 Paid for young men's gentle lies
 By the window hangs a mirror
 Where she hides her sagging chin
 Now, sadly as she crouches nearer
 Never seeing past her skin
 (Mommy said
 When you were younger
 The face you made would stay that way
 That's all true and if you doubt it
 Reflect upon yourself today)
 Everyone except the baby
 Answers for the face they wear
 Ask the mask of your contentment
 Or the mask of your despair
 Only pretty, what a pity
 Only pretty, what a pity
 Only pretty, what a pity
 Only pretty, what a pity
 Only pretty, what a pity
 Only pretty, what a pity
 Only pretty, what a pity