The View From Here

The big corner office A twelve-person team A slick leather chair The American dream My mom used to clean ritzy places like these With their overpriced art And their walls of degrees Well, now it's all mine With my name on the door A big, fancy desk on the 38th floor Look at the girl who did right At the height of a hard-won career What could surpass Giant windows of glass Framing miles of blue That's the view from here That's the view from here They say, "Climb the ladder, no matter the cost" But nobody tells you how much can get lost That decent and hopeful young woman you were Well, you wake up one day, and you wonder What happened to her? That woman was made to see good in each heart But now she gets paid to pull people apart And, I mean, hey, look at me MVP, Employee of the Year Well, maybe, I guess that this looks like success But it doesn't feel true That's the view from here That's the view from here I could keep doing oppo Keep digging up dirt Pretend I don't care when nice people get hurt Block out the guilt that I'd have to ignore For a raise, as I rise to the 39th floor Or, I can walk out this door And defiantly quit There's a line you can't cross And I think this is it Oh, maybe I haven't lost sight of what's right No, it's perfectly clear At the end of the day Words are easy to say But it looks like the walking away Is a little bit harder to do That's the view from here