First Time Lyrics – Cavetown | from “Running With Scissors”

Cavetown’s peeling open the butterflies of first love like a secret diary page on “First Time,” a hushed indie-folk whisper from the upcoming Running With Scissors, out January 16, 2026, under Futures Music Group (a joint venture between Neon Gold and Avenue A Records)—and damn, that line about lilacs on her lips? It’s the kind of ache that sticks.

Robin Skinner wrote and produced this one himself, leaning into a lo-fi indie rock edge with glitchy textures and a driving rhythm that matches the lyrics’ restless energy. It’s about those everyday humiliations that snowball—getting pulled over in a rental car mid-week, fumbling an apology, losing your nerve, and spiraling into self-blame while the world keeps moving. The chorus hits hard with that repeated “I just wanna go home,” turning into a mantra of wanting to escape the mess, beat yourself up over it slowly, and punch through whatever lie got you there.

The bridge adds this chaotic aside about asking for a number and serving cola, like a half-remembered awkward exchange that doesn’t land, leaving you stuck on “I don’t get the fucking joke.” It’s vulnerable without being soft—more like yelling into the void about how confusing and unfair small failures can feel.

No big collabs teased, just him self-producing in his Cambridge nook, turning personal Polaroids into universal heart flutters. Fans caught snippets on TikTok from the gig, flooding his feed with “need this yesterday” pleas, and his latest Insta story dropped a grainy rehearsal clip that’s got the comments in a swoon.

Running With Scissors? It’s Skinner’s fifth full-length, a 13-track odyssey through growth’s sharp turns—think “Skip” kicking off the bounce, “Cryptid” lurking in the shadows, “Rainbow Gal” for the hopeful hues, up to this gem as track 12 and the title closer. The vibe’s a bolder swing: darker undertones on family ties (inspired by his new sibling vibes) and self-doubt, but laced with healing hooks that scream maturity. No rigid narrative, just a sonic scrapbook of love’s chaos, clocking around 45 minutes of that Cavetown comfort food—perfect for rainy drives or 3 a.m. spirals. Recorded amid tour prep and life’s curveballs, it’s his most lived-in yet, ditching some lo-fi haze for fuller blooms.

Skinner’s hitting this drop at a golden haze, 28 now and a dad since ’24, trading sleepless Worm Food sessions for family-fueled fire. The London lad who went viral off “Lemon Boy” bedroom clips has leveled up—Coachella crowds chanting his name last spring, sold-out stateside runs, and this album’s 2026 tour already mapping UK, Europe, Aus, and NZ legs. It’s him owning the evolution: from anxious teen anthems to fatherly folk that still hits the feels square.

Dive into the First Time lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other Running With Scissors tracks for more of Cavetown’s heartfelt indie glow.