You made me hate Berlin and physical touch
And now I'm scared of Miles and falling in love
Because my tummy hurts and I miss you like fuck
You made me hate Berlin and I hate you for that

I've gotten good, I've gotten great
Now I'm not flinching when I hear your name
It's gotten better and then worse
I ran off to New York and cried in church

I hate to think she gives you head
And hangs out in your room
So, I get high and go to bed
And tell myself it's cool

You made me hate Berlin and physical touch
And now I'm scared of Miles and falling in love
Because my tummy hurts and I miss you like fuck
You made me hate Berlin and I hate you for that

Went to L.A
Honestly, I just wanted to call you
Tell you hi, I wanna die
It's okay you won, can I come home?
I stayed at a stranger's house
Just wanted you to come through
Just pick me up, what the fuck? (Yeah)

You made me hate Berlin and physical touch
And now I'm scared of Miles and falling in love
Because my tummy hurts and I miss you like fuck
You made me hate Berlin and I hate you for that

(Hate you so much, I hate you so much)
(I hate you so much)
(Hate you so much, I hate you so much)
(I hate you so much)