Cookie Jar

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