sleeping soundly (and definitely not thinking about you)

Warm milk and honey And all things lovely Those things you said You'd give to me But I don't see it I'm still in this Shit-hole of a town Don't think I'll get out I'm sleeping soundly and Definitely not thinking about you That trip to Vegas When I drove from California Ten to two Do you still wear that Promise ring around Your middle finger Even though I buried mine In my backyard in December