She's wearing too much lipstick tonight 

A little black dress a little too tight 

Tries 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 any gyroscope can't spin forever, yea 

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

But any gyroscope can't spin forever



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

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 any gyroscope can't 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

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.