J.J. Campbell

just a little truth

the dog days of summer

all the pretty women 
have moved on

even the gypsies turn 
away and laugh

remember when you 
wanted to be a vampire
and live forever

someone spiked the punch 
again

three chords and just 
a little truth

find a singer and you too 
can get fucked in hollywood

she laughed when 
i said i love you

not exactly the confidence 
boost needed for a lonely 
soul

fireworks in the distance

nothing but cold shoulders
inside these walls

tomorrow never comes
and we’re low on ice

she wonders aloud about 
insanity

hold my beer

time to shoot down the 
sun once again