There's a little boy waitin' at the counter of the corner shop
He's 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 isn't fair
I've had enough now I wasnt my share
Can't you see

I wanna live
But you just take more then you give


There's a pretty girl standing at the counter of the corner shop

She's been waitin' back there

Waitin' for her dreams
Her dreams walk in and I begged 'em to stop
Well she's not too proud

To cry out loud
She runs to the street and she screams:


What about me
It isn't fair
I've had enough now I wasn't my share

Can't 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 they're the ones who make the big people big
So listen
As they whisper

What about me

Now I'm standing on the corner all the world's gone home

Nobody's changed
Nobody's been saved
And I'm feeling cold and alone

I guess I'm lucky
I smile a lot
But sometimes I wish for more

Then I go...

What about me

It isn't fair
I've had enough now I wasn't my share
Can't you see

I wanna live
But you just take more what about me
It isn't fair

I've had enough now I want my share
Can't 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