Forty seven pictures in a text
To remind me of the ones inside my head
A simple plan for complicated friends
I promise that I'll be fine in the end
But I think it would destroy you
Wouldn't it?

I haven't stopped thinking of what you said
You don't know how much I want to be with you again
But I think it would destroy you
I'm so scared I'll destroy you
And I don't want to destroy you
What if it destroys you like it used to
This would destroy you
Wouldn't it?