"Cheap Champagne" lyrics

I wanna give in
Gotta fight the pressures that I found myself in, uh
'Cause Lord knows I don't need
Another situation
Where I'm gonna have to leave

'Cause you're used to getting what you want
Like I'm used to tricking just for fun

Yeah, yeah
Wish I never met her on a Sunday
Forgive me, Lord, I have sinned
I said ooh, ooh
Wish I never met her on a Sunday
Forgive me, Lord, I have sinned, yeah, yeah

I swear it don't end
There's always someone on the side
Trying to tap in
Who say he just a friend, uh
She said she never liked him anyways
He do the most, but making less than a minimum wage
He having toast with no success that's the cheapest of pains
You was never the same

'Cause you're used to getting what you want
Like I'm used to tricking just for fun

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wish I never met her on a Sunday
Forgive me, Lord, I have sinned
I said ooh, ooh
Wish I never met her on a Sunday
Forgive me, Lord, I have sinned, yeah

Forgive me, Lord, on this Sunday
Tell me, yeah
Tell me, yeah
Ooh, break it down