Adaptation - The Weeknd

Written by：Danny Schofield/Jason Quenneville/Ahmad Balshe/Abel Tesfaye/Gordon Sumner

When the sun comes up you're searching for a love

So your heart won't lead you to anyone

When the sun goes down I know what you become

You become awake unlike the rest of us

The afternoon has gently passed me by

The evening spreads its sail against the sky

Waiting for tomorrow

Just another day

God bid yesterday goodbye

I lay my head on a thousand beds

It's been a test to see how far a man

Can go without himself

I think I lost the only piece that held it all in place

Now my madness is the only love I let myself embrace

I could've stayed

But I chose the life

I chose the life

Then I realized

She might have been the one

I let it go

For a little fun

I made a trade

Gave away our days

For a little fame

Now I'll never see your face

But it's okay I adapted anyway

Adapted to these models

Who's adapted to the bottle

They take it down like water

Just to burn away their sorrows

I'll stay up till tomorrow

Just to tear down all their morals

And all is fair in love and war

She's pure

So pure like the love that's so uncut and raw

And clean so clean as opposed to what I offered

Because I chose the life

I chose the life

Then I realized

She might have been the one

I let it go

For a little fun

I made a trade

Gave away our days

For a little fame

Now I'll never see your face

But it's okay I adapted anyway

She might just be the one

She might just be the one

She might just be the one

She might just be the one

The afternoon has gently passed me by

The evening spreads its sail against the sky

Waiting for tomorrow

Just another day

God bid yesterday goodbye