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)