When she and I first clasped eyes I put it down to an act of fate Not we sit here ignoring We're well past our sell-by date She had the money I was on the make She had the looks We had what it takes Some people can't be pleased Dissatisfaction guaranteed But we've never been so reluctant and slow To get out of control, together I haven't heard a decent word Come out of her mouth in months She used to be pleased to see me Now she's too drunk too stoned and no fun We're a burning house She don't make a sound And while I fiddle Rome burns to the ground Some people can't be pleased Dissatisfaction guaranteed But we've never been so reluctant and slow To get out of control, together She met me down on the way to the bottom from the top She told me my life wasn't worth the paper it's written off on Everything she says is below the belt A place she otherwise neglected I always felt Some people can't be pleased Dissatisfaction guaranteed But we've never been so reluctant and slow To get out of control, together