In A Name

There’s a girl at the end of your string
Dangling from all your metaphors
She’d like to get her balance
Pick her up and shove her into more
Bet you thought you’d figured her out
A way long time ago
Tell me it’s just your ego
Could you tell me something I don’t already know?
She’s the girl in all your pictures
She pumps up all your profiles
And you know how you use her
You know how you use her
And you hope that she’ll be flattered
And you hope that she won’t tell
Cause she’s seen you in the places
You don’t fit into so well
I hope she tells on you
If she won’t I might too
Who’s that girl caught there in your maze?
Who’s that girl caught up in your catchphrase?
Who’s that girl stuck here all the time?
Who’s that girl caught up in your line?