You

This is gibberish

You the angel I love
You the devil I churned
I hope you understand that you are the one I turn to when I'm in pieces,
You the preacher of my words,
The dictator of my life ,
I hope you know I care,
You the powerful one that sinking
The one the is so wrecked behind locked doors.
I hope you know on the cold winter nights I pray for you,
You the one the whole one hates but follows
I hope you know even the night fears your coming
You the one that kills...
Thinking you are right ..
Thinking you are correct...
I hope you know how to cope,
Because you've lost all hope