We bet on our lives and we bet on the horses   In that upstairs apartment   On Orlando and 4th   And the rent was due and the rent man was knocking   Like a Chinese proverb   We were always searching      Nightlife’s a no win but nobody noticed   How we killed off the bottles   Looking good on the surface   The dog days barked and the house cat got old   We were Bonnie and Clyde   In the emperor’s new clothes      And the tears never came   They just stayed in our eyes   We refused to admit that we wore this disguise   Every inch of us growing   Like Pinocchio’s nose   As we walked around in the emperor's new clothes      We flew by our wits and by the seat of our pants   In the state of illusion   In the nation of chance   And the repo was hauling the wreck we’d been driving   As the dashboard Madonna   Smiled back at us kindly      We cheated the system never batting an eyelid   Seeing only the good   Through the holes in our shoes   And our halos were rusty but we wore them proudly   We were two little gods   In the emperor’s new clothes      And the tears never came   They just stayed in our eyes   We refused to admit that we wore this disguise   Every inch of us growing   Like Pinocchio’s nose   As we walked around in the emperor's new clothes      solo      We were Bonnie and Clyde   In the emperor's new clothes      And the tears never came   They just stayed in our eyes   We refused to admit that we wore this disguise   Every inch of us growing   Like Pinocchio’s nose   As we walked around in the emperor's new clothes   Emperor’s new clothes   Emperor’s new clothes   "