Take the keys when you leave You're wasting my time I guess the feeling's mutual, my dear You're the taste of saffron beneath my tongue Your taste is way too much, baby And do you feel anything at all? Is this how you feel When you spit out the gutter? The crystal ball, set on the table Then I will know To dusk and I love you What you see is what you get I guess I am trouble-bound Indifference suits you like a glove The drink's on me, the window's open I'd push you if you ask I'd surely catch you Round and round and round And do you feel anything at all? Is this how you feel When you spit out the glitter? Through all those days All your ways Then I will know To dusk and I