Black Tar Road

- Everyone has a story.

I'm Heather, and this is mine.

- The lot is

pretty much where the truckers

kinda tend to hang out,

you know, it's a place

where they can stop over,

and they sleep when they're

on their long-night ride

and all that.

- Hey lady.

I saw you earlier today.

You still working commercial companies?

- I'm walkin'.

- Walkin'?

Woah, woah, woah, come

here, come here, come here.

Look, look, look, look.

Wanna party?

Come on in.

Atta girl, that's my girl.

That's my girl.

Think I'm some kinda

f*ggot or somethin', huh?

You're gonna f*** me, God dammit.

That's what I'm

just f***in' that a**hole, huh?

That's it.

F***in' that a**hole.

That's what you like.

That's what I like, isn't it?

I'm gonna come, f*** it.

F***in' b*tch, I'm gonna

come in your f***in' a**hole.

I don't know what time it is

And I

Don't even know the day

My eyes

Fill up with tears for you darlin'

You know

I still love you today

If, if

If only dreams came true

Then I

Would be back in your arms again

Yeah

If this were

Guessed it'd be too much for you baby

You know

- They don't care

that I'm not beautiful.

I don't even think they look at me.

That's not what I'm there for.

Most times, they don't even want me

to be f***in' naked.

Just hike up the skirt

and bend at the waist.

And they sure don't

want me to look at them.

Facin' them, or facin' away,

as long as I'm on my knees

and not meetin' their eyes,

it's money well-spent.

There's a poetry to pain.

It's in all the storybooks, songs, movies.

I've always f***in' hated that.

Pain is just somethin' that happens

while you live your life.

It doesn't make you special.

You do what you have to do to survive,

and if what you have to do sucks,

well, then it sucks.

There are no Prince Charmin's,

'cause at the end of the day,

every guy wants the same thing.

Property.

Something to show off to people,

to hang on his arm at parties and say,

look what the f*** I have.

Something he won, or earned, or paid for.

Property isn't supposed to feel or think.

It's just supposed to lay

there and be walked on.

The world is the world

and there's no point

f***in' hatin' it.

Wasted energy.

Same with dreaming.

But still, it would be nice to once,

just once, know that I

could look at someone,

and them at me,

and not still feel lonely.

- Yeah she was kind of a mystery,

and maybe that's part of

what intrigued me about her

in the first place, 'cause

she was so different

than everybody else in town.

Where did she come from?

And I knew, I knew she had a rough life,

I knew that she was probably

runnin' from somethin'.

I know somethin' real bad happened,

and I never talked

about it, I never asked.

I think, because, I

didn't wanna have to ask.

Funny thing to say.

You know, 'cause she's a

woman and all, but the thing

that women usually say about men,

like that they feel

protected and they feel safe,

there was somethin' about

Charlie that made me feel

safe with her, and made me feel protected.

- I'm here.

Yeah.

Long haul, yeah.

- So the last load is in.

- I dropped it at the back lot.

Yeah, back row.

Back row, yeah.

Lizard row, it's there.

- You know where you are, right?

Keep a low profile and don't,

don't do that sh*t that you always do

and start f***in' sh*t up.

- I'm not gonna f*** it up, God.

- You know how you f*** sh*t up.

Just don't do it.

- I know, I know, lay low.

Got it, I got it.

Look, I'll do the best I can.

- On more haul tomorrow, all right?

- Right.

I know, I'm doing a

turnaround in the morning.

I'm just layin' low tonight,

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