Got out of the lake

It swallowed me

Saw you standing by the tree

I can feel a sensation of the things that keep me on my knees

Do I impress with intelligence?

Would that make me more elegant?

My skin isn't porcelain

Not the best sense of etiquette

Count my fingers, not the thumbs

Eight reasons why you're the one

It's easy to see that my worrying doesn't keep me from hurting