Charades

A cryptic contrast, a wasted backwards viewing

A scripted contrast, with opposition losing

A simple framework, an easy way to put it

A three-act structure, and someone to walk you through it

Rewrite your life as a play-by-play, scene-by-scene

They all ask what you said, but no one knows just what you mean

It'd be so easy, but we never seem to change

It's hard to write about, but really, are you listening

I sit back anxiously, breathe like it's everything

Lucky if I make a dime from all these useless songs I sing

If all my life returns, it's just a turn of phrase