Lyrics

What am I gonna do? Isn't that just jelly? All the things I've heard Of all the things you'll find I wonder if you know I wonder if you're bitter And all that you considered Might marmalade your mind And the toll will bring you down real hard 'Cause your house is only made of cards So sweetly is 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? What about when we were friends? I kept my cookie jar Too high upon the shelf Here's what I wish for you Here's what you must do Preserve yourself Preserve yourself Preserve yourself