What About Me

There's a little boy waitin' at the counter of the corner shopHe's been waitin' down thereWaiting half the dayWe never ever see him from the topHe gets pushed aroundKnocked to the groundBut he gets to his feet and he says...What about meIt isn't fairI've had enough now I wasnt my shareCan't you seeI wanna liveBut you just take more then you giveThere's a pretty girl standing at the counter of the corner shopShe's been waitin' back thereWaitin' for her dreamsHer dreams walk in and I begged 'em to stopWell she's not too proudTo cry out loudShe runs to the street and she screams:What about meIt isn't fairI've had enough now I wasn't my shareCan't you seeI wanna liveBut you just take more then you giveSo take a step back and see the little peopleThey may be youngBut they're the ones who make the big people bigSo listenAs they whisperWhat about meNow I'm standing on the corner all the world's gone homeNobody's changedNobody's been savedAnd I'm feeling cold and aloneI guess I'm luckyI smile a lotBut sometimes I wish for moreThen I go...What about meIt isn't fairI've had enough now I wasn't my shareCan't you seeI wanna liveBut you just take more what about meIt isn't fairI've had enough now I want my shareCan't you seeI wanna liveBut you just take moreYou just take moreYou just take more then you giveWhat about meWhat about meWhat about me