Paper Rifles - The Greatest Change Lyrics

Sat and wrote a list of all the things that I've done wrong
And ticked them one by one
I won't pick up the telephone, I won't answer the door
Or letters from the floor
The greatest change is made alone

My pen cuts words on paper that can't help but feel too thin
Just like my skin
It's no call for sympathy, the devil might be here
But he's my kin
The greatest change is made alone

Left my house, left my work, left my friends
Sat at night with glass in hand, consequence be damned
Damned
The greatest change is made alone