Well, there's a little boy waitin' at the counter of a corner shop   He's been waitin' down there, waitin' half the day   They never ever seem to have the time   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 servin' at the counter of a corner shop   She's been waitin' back there, waitin' for her dream   And dreams walk in and out, they never 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 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   There's nothin' there   But the words that make the big people big   So listen, as they whisper, "What about me?"      Now, we're standin' on the corner of a world gone home   Nobody's changed, nobody's been saved   And I'm feelin' cold and alone   I guess I'm lucky, I smile a lot   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?