[Verse 1] Well, everyone knows you're an a**hole And your new occupation lets everyone know for sure Directing traffic in the Big Apple And toting a gun, wearing a badge that you swore you'd never wear [Chorus] Like faded ink on the backside of your arm “k** Your Idols” and wear them down and out You're wearing them down and out because you've sold out [Verse 2] Well, we all knew you were an a**hole But you've really brought yourself to a new kind of all-time low Where the bullied becomes the bully And bullies what it's built on, in blue A uniform that you swore you'd never wear [Chorus] Like faded ink on the backside of your arm “k** Your Idols” and wear them down and out You're wearing them down and out [Bridge] Well, you should get used to doughnuts And drinking too much coffee While I watch your punk rock past Disappear as fast as you'll be reading its Miranda rights You're reading its Miranda rights You'll be reading its Miranda rights [Outro] So, arrest me if I'm convinced That more often than not The worst kinds of people become…