I've got a screw loose in my head
Somehow I feel like I've been dead
For years and I've not disappeared
But I don't know what keeps me here
Maybe hope or maybe love
Since I can't seem to get enough
I've gotta say that I've been dazed
But maybe this is just a phase
Squeaky wheel will get the girl
And the crazy few still run the world
What's the point in fighting it?
What's the point in fighting it?
I'm in doubt for what I know
For when I come, it's time to go
I can't wait or concentrate
So maybe I'll just deviate
I'll write a draft of all my plans
Where I improvise my new demands
Oh I can make it 'til I break
But he who's lost will hesitate
Squeaky wheel will get the girl
And the crazy few still run the world
What's the point in fighting it?
What's the point in fighting it?
There's no getting out of this
This apathy ain't hit or miss
I really don't have time to say
That I never wanted things this way
Defections left now to betray
To measure our decay
Squeaky wheel will get the girl
And the crazy few still run the world
What's the point in fighting it?
What's the point in fighting it?
What's the point in fighting it?
Can you help me get away?