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