She's wearing too much lipstick tonite   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 then maybe the broken pieces of her heart will stay together    But ain’t no gyroscope can spin forever, yeah   If she spins fast enough then maybe the broken pieces of her heart will stay together    But ain’t no gyroscope can spin forever, yeah      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 then maybe the broken pieces of his heart will stay together    But ain’t no gyroscope can spin forever, yeah   If he spins fast enough then maybe the broken pieces of his heart will stay together    But ain’t no gyroscope can spin forever, yeah      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.