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