I stopped to fill my car up, the car felt good that dayI didn't know where I was going, but it felt good for a changeI found a pocket full of silver, I paid the lady no changeAnd then it started to pass down, I started driving againAnd then I looked up and looked in the mirror behind meAnd then I looked up and looked in the mirror behind meA man around 40 in the backseat, must have stepped in when I was emptySo as he sat there just waiting, likely to smash my face inHe had a bike full of money, he said just drive me awayI didn't know where I was going, yet it felt good to be strangeAnd then I looked up and looked in the mirror behind meAnd then I looked up and looked in the mirror behind meCuriosity's over, stepped down from the carHe pulled a gun from his jacket, said I was going to deathIt gives me so much satisfaction, to watch you beg and cryI just made up this story, to get your attention makes me smileAnd then I looked up and looked in the mirror behind meAnd then I looked up and looked in the mirror behind me