It's not just some
Courage that can be bought
Or liquor that stores keep
It is a book of poems
That need some sin
To go with 'em
You tear the pages
Each word stares you in the eye

It isn't some
Courage that can be bought
If I can speak a little more
I might sell you paradise gates
Hear me call your phone
You pick me to choose life
And audaciously ask me
What should I live for?

Dear friend
Let me fill your pages
With love and cigarette burns
Let me hold you close
To my lips
Like a candle about to be blown
It's not just some
Courage that can be bought