You may insist I'm crazy But I retain the truth It's the hardest thing to see sometimes That it's only something inside you And if you're thinking maybe You have sufficient proof... The explanation's hazy But I still understand You'll subscribe to any superstition That makes you feel your life was planned Some made-up "God" will save me If things get out of hand I just need to fall in line I need to believe And I ask: what for? And I ask: what for? And I ask: what for? And I ask: what for? And I ask: what for? And I ask: what for?