Caught you slow dancing when the house lights let up He's only looking out for you (sure) You think you're pretty subtle You're a satellite crashing I know you couldn't stop Careful of the witch trials There's been rumours tracked like concrete cracks And every time you say the words, it means less Think you've pretty subtle You're a satellite crashing I know you couldn't stop And all those empty bottles are testament to something you lost Or stopped needing a long time ago Every gla** smash, a sympathy for someone you lost You kinda always know when it's over But you still carry on