E B C#m A
My dream girl don't exist 

At the age of 5 she slit her wrist 

She didn't know that I'd be hanging around 

So her parents buried her in the ground 

And this day I can still hear the sound 

Of a life in outer space 

My dream girl don't exist 

Just you and I and this TV 

And this illness seems to feel so strange 

Like a henchmen that's about to hang 

The moon up like a ball and chain 
E B C#m A             B
And set its sands ablaze 
E                                 B
And the wait is waiting on 
E                        A      B
Build the world so real and strong 


E B C#m A
My dream girl don't exist 

Just her photograph in a history book 

And I believe she had a voice and name 

Three children on the coast of Maine 

Their life was in a hurricane 

Of life and real embrace 

My dream girl don't exist 

At the age of 5 she slit her wrist 

She didn't know that I'd be hanging around 

So one day she took a stroll to town 

And walked in front of a Greyhound bound 
                           B
For New York central state 
E                        B
And the wait is waiting on 
E                          B
And the wait is waiting on 
E                  A            B
Build the world so real and strong 
                                                E
She goes and now she knows she'll never be afraid