Well, there's a little boy waiting at the counter of a corner shop He's been waiting down there, waiting half the day They never ever see him from the top He gets pushed around, knocked to the ground He gets to his feet and he says 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 than you give Well, there's a pretty girl serving at the counter of a corner shop She's been waiting back there, waiting for her dream Her dreams walk in and now they never stop Well, she's not to cry, she'll cry out loud She runs to the street and she screams 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 than you give More than you give Take a step back and see the little people They're not the ugly dead ones That make the big people big So listen as they whisper What about me? Now I'm standing on the corner, all the world has gone home Nobody's changed, nobody's been saved And I'm feeling cold and alone I guess I'm lucky, I've spent my life But sometimes I wish for more than I've got 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 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 than you give What about me? What about me? What about me? What about me?