I Stopped To Fill My Car Up

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