Katharine Penkin

Katharine Penkin

BandCountryPop

Katharine is a solo artist who sings folky pop influenced songs which have a reference to her teenage life.

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Lyrics

Be there for you

Written By: Katharine Penkin

Hidden by your shell,
That no can see through,
hidden deep inside,
the pain just sat there and grew,
it didn’t need no sunlight,
just fed off all the hurts,
but you let me in,
your risk of being burnt.

Chorus
… And bad things happen to good people,
I know you’re tired of acting strong,
And next time you feel kind of sad or lonely
Just listen to this song cos
I’m here for you just like I’ve always been,
And I’d like to think that right here is where you will always be – for me too,
I’ll be there for you - I’ll be there for you

Mama’s raised you,
When you were six she sat there by your bed,
Making sure that you get all better
Now she’s gotta get better instead,
But there’s not nobody that she could care for more,
She never meant to hurt you
Cos honey, you’re her little boy
Chorus
And bad things happen to good people,
I know you’re tired of acting strong,
And next time you feel kind of sad or lonely
Just listen to this song - cos
I’m here for you just like I’ll always be,
And I’d like to think that right here is where you will always be – you me too,
I’ll be there for you, I’ll be there for you

Life Sized Barbie

Written By: Katharine Penkin

You’re the icing on the cake,
But it’s way over to your face,
It’s not only looks that fade.
You’re one nasty piece of work,
Reputation truly earnt,
Where’s your pride for goodness sake?

Chorus
Life sized Barbie,
What’s that smell of desperation in the air,
Life sized Barbie
With bleached blonde, straw like hair.
Oh no no no no
Where are your clothes?
An all-time low
Life sized Barbie’s - they rarely know

You used to be a little girl,
You lost that at the age of twelve,
It’s not your fault that you’re so lost,
Kept on hiking up the dress,
Now it’s a shirt that you’ve got left
And it’s your friends that pay the cost.

Chorus
Life sized Barbie,
What’s that smell of desperation in the air?
Life sized Barbie,
With bleached blonde, straw like hair
Oh no no no no
Where are your clothes?
An all-time low
Life sized Barbie’s - they rarely know

Oh no, no no
Nice little show,
God only knows
What you are thinking
It’s your life you’re drinking away.

You could be so much more little girl,
There’s different kinds of love in this world,
Little girl, don’t need to hide behind all that make up…
so wake up and shape up .. it’s time for your to face up
a life sized mess up … oh yeh…
Oh no
Where are your clothes?
An all time low,
Don’t be a mess up – a life sized mess up
Oh no!
Nice little show
God only knows… What you are thinking
It’s your life you’re drinking away.

thankyou... Goodbye

Written By: Katharine Penkin

I know that it’s time to let you go,
to be stong,
Next time you ask me what to do
I won’t know….
Because not having you at all, is better than holding
On to scattered little pieces that I’m tired of missing,

Chorus
It’s been fun… Thank you… Goodbye

No more pretending I’m sad so you will hold me,
Exaggerating problems cos I wanted you to help me,
No more tricking the feelings out your mouth
Cos you’re scared of being scared and letting in it out,
No more annoying you, I’ll stay away,
It’s less than a memory just fading away.
For so long now I’ve been craving your attention,
forcing for your words and wanting you to listen,
but I won’t ask again and I will stop pretending
that this means so much more and I’ll accept that it’s ending,
Stop gambling my feelings ‘cos I know that you hate me,
It’s hurting so much more than I know that it should be,

I know that it’s time to let you go,
to be stong…
next time you ask me what to do
I won’t know….
Because not having you all is better than holding
on to scattered little pieces that I’m tired of missing,

Chorus
It’s been fun… Thank you… Goodbye

I don’t have a backbone you were my crutch
I used you to lean on ‘cos I couldn’t stand up,
I forced you too much – trying to let you cry,
You were like a drug and now I’m high and dry.

I like it when your fingers bleed as you play guitar,
You swear you’ll never cry – you just hide in the dark,
The scar on your arm is from your mama,
You love her more than life itself
That’s why you don’t believe in karma,
You named your guitars - all four and a half,
But Delilah’s your favorite ‘cos she’s sleek and black
I shake as I write this ‘cos I know that it’s closure,
When I drop this pen it will really be over,

Chorus
It’s been fun… Thank you… Goodbye