The big corner office, the 12-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 thе ladder no matter the cost."
But nobody tеlls 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 could walk out this door and defiantly quit
There's a line you can't cross, and I think this is it
Or 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 way
Is a little bit harder to do
That's the view from here