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