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
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 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