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 why's 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 going
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 going 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