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
