Hysteria

So lonely for the taste of all the tears

You told me meant so much through out the years

If only you could tell your stranger friend

Everything you've heard and seen

Selling all her secrets on a television screen

I know you know that it's too late

I know you know you love to hate

Hysteria draped in red and white and blue

Mass media and you think you know its true

I've seen ya with your bouquets and your flowers

Screaming crying hoping lying

And when the chips are down you're gonna start denying

Sometime you're gonna stare us in the eye

And maybe see what's going on inside

Lately you've got nothing left to hide

Screaming crying hoping lying

And when the chips are down your going to start denying