I stopped to fill my car up

The car felt good that day

I didn't know where I was going

But it felt good for a change

A five and a pocket full of silver

I paid the lady no change

And then it started to piss down

I started driving again And then I looked up

And looked in the mirror, behind me

And then I looked up

And looked in the mirror, behind me A man 'round forty in the backseat

Must have stepped in when I was empty

So wise he sat there just waiting?

Likely to smash my face in

He had a bag full of money

He said, "Just drive me away"

I didn't know where I was goin'

Yet it felt good to be strange And still I look up

And look in the mirror, behind me

And still I look up

And look in the mirror, behind me Curiosity is over

He stepped down from the car

He pulled a gun from his jacket

Said "I was goin' to die

It gives me so much satisfaction

To watch you beg and cry"

Well, I just made up this story

To get your attention, makes me smile I never looked up or looked in

The mirror behind me

I never looked up or looked in

The mirror behind me