John Vanderslice - Gruesome Details lyrics

leave the TV on
and tell me again why you left your dad in portland
without a word

is it what i suspect?
i won't even guess
everybody's got screwed-up stories
everybody's got gruesome details
but you'll never get mine
it's not that bad
it could never justify my life

i used to feel
i was improving my position
acting as my own physician
really getting better all the time