Theres a little boy waitin at the counter of the corner shop
Hes been waitin down there
Waiting half the day
We never ever see him from the top
He gets pushed around
Knocked to the ground
But he gets to his feet and he says...

What about me
It isnt fair
Ive had enough now I wasnt my share
Cant you see
I wanna live
But you just take more then you give

Theres a pretty girl standing at the counter of the corner shop

Shes been waitin back there
Waitin for her dreams
Her dreams walk in and I begged em to stop
Well shes not too proud
To cry out loud
She runs to the street and she screams:

What about me
It isnt fair
Ive had enough now I wasnt my share
Cant you see
I wanna live
But you just take more then you give

So take a step back and see the little people
They may be young
But theyre the ones who make the big people big
So listen
As they whisper
What about me

Now Im standing on the corner all the worlds gone home
Nobodys changed
Nobodys been saved
And Im feeling cold and alone
I guess Im lucky
I smile a lot
But sometimes I wish for more
Then I go...

What about me
It isnt fair
Ive had enough now I wasnt my share
Cant you see
I wanna live
But you just take more what about me
It isnt fair
Ive had enough now I want my share
Cant you see
I wanna live
But you just take more
You just take more
You just take more then you give

What about me
What about me
What about me