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?