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