What am I gonna do? Isn't that just jelly All the things I've heard Of all the things you find I wonder if you know I wonder if you're bitter And all that you've considered Might marmalade your mind. And the toll Will bring you down real hard 'Cause your house Is only made of cards. So sweet lays the dream In the cookie jar Where everybody is Everywhere you are. Remember what you did Remember what you said Alone and macarooned Inside your biscuit head. And the toll Will bring you down real hard 'Cause your house Is only made of cards. What about the jam we're in? And what about when we were friends? I kept my cookie jar Too high up on the shelf. Here's what I wish for you Here's what you must do: Preserve yourself. Preserve yourself. Preserve yourself. (x10)