The great thing about One Direction’s new album, Made In The A.M., is that it’s packed with plenty of fun songs that’ll tide fans over until the band’s hopefully-just-temporary hiatus is through. From the frenetic “Temporary Fix” and the funky “Never Enough,” to the pitch-perfect sweetness of “History,” it’s basically impossible not to smile while grooving to MITAM.

Oh wait… but then there’s “If I Could Fly.”

Just after the guys hit their stride on the foot-stomping “End of the Day,” track No. 6 comes creeping in to strip you of your chill and leave you in pieces. Co-written by Harry Styles, “If I Could Fly” is a crushing, piano-driven ballad that’s giving Directioners everywhere an avalanche of aggressive emotions. Check out these 21 fans’ responses:

A lot of tears are being shed.

There really aren’t enough cry face emojis in the world to adequately express it.

The ones you love most are the ones who can hurt you the most: a lesson being learned all over the world right now.

Plenty of fans want it to become a single ("No Control" Project 2.0 perhaps?!).

And others are already dubbing it Grammy-worthy.

Replaying it over and over again so that you’ll eventually become numb to the pain? Yeah, it doesn’t work.

Some monster decided to whip up an “empty arena” version, seemingly to torture everyone a little bit more.

Another diabolical person soundtracked it to rain, hammering in the devastation factor.

This “Toy Story 2” comparison is so crushing but SO spot-on.

It’s already earned a spot on future wedding playlists.

Harry’s high note is really taking a toll on people.

But his words are too irresistibly gorgeous. Take THAT, Isaac Newton!

If tears were units of currency, Directioners would be swimming in moolah by now.

A lot of fans have linked it to the Midnight Memories track “Half A Heart.”

The pain hurts so good!

Basically, this album is a complete emotional roller coaster.

Plenty of fans are already awaiting/dreading the day they see the band sing it live in concert.

It even made some nonbelievers become Directioners.

Near the end of the song, the guys trade off solo lines in the chorus. It’s beautiful and sad at the same time.

Praise be to Hazza: lyrical genius.

Thanks, Harry.