She's wearing too much lipstick tonight

The little black dress a little too tight

She tires to make small talk but it drips with spite

She knows that he's coming; it's really all right

Nobody here could know how she feels

Not getting drunk and she hates wearing heels

She tries to stand but the room seems to bend and reel

Her friends all keep asking why can't she just deal

If she spins fast enough than maybe the broken pieces of her heart will stay together

But ain't no gyroscope can spin forever, yea

If she spins fast enough than maybe the broken pieces of her heart will stay together

But ain't no gyroscope can spin forever, yea

He says it's over and it's such a relief

It's finally happened and he's making his peace

All the reminders don't bother him in the least

The Jekyll and Hyde shit will finally cease

His eyes on fire and his hands kind of shake

Like his voice is ready to break

You kind of wonder how long this boy's been awake

Or how much less sense one person can make

If he spins fast enough than maybe the broken pieces of his heart will stay together

But ain't no gyroscope can spin forever, yea

If he spins fast enough than maybe the broken pieces of his heart will stay together

But ain't no gyroscope can spin forever, yea

Happiness is such hard work, and it gets harder every day

And it can kill you, but no one wants to be that tacky about it, yea

If you spin fast enough than maybe the broken pieces of your heart will stay together

But some things I've seen lately make me doubt it.